Well, well, well. For some reason, YELP removed my pile of shit pic that I had posted a long time ago. Yelp is sure slow when it comes to contacting people about, as they say, derogatory pics and/or comments about a business. Oh well. I've nothing better to do right now but to shed some truthful light again, about Nepholes (Neptunes). It does bother me a little, to tell the truth about the management and pretend owner, because there are a few good people that work there. Why, I'm not sure, as I would NOT work for an asshole like the prick that says he owns the place and eventually treats the employees like shit, for no apparent reason, other than a drunken power trip. The "ownership" line is not true, as his ownership is about as little as his nerve is to back up the shit that comes out of his mouth about threatening people, behind their backs. What a piece of work he is. And that's not what really burns my ass. What REALLY burns my ass is the racism that he has displayed, not only behind customers backs, but publicly too!!! I'm not sure how those post were removed of people telling how the were discriminated against, but they should NOT have been removed. However, it's catching up to the, so called "owner" Bill "the coward dip-shit" Sherman. I love to see people screw themselves, by thinking and portraying to be someone that they are not!!! Well, Billy-Bob Fake Ass Sherman, the opportunity is always there for you to back up your words and "shut me up, by punching me in the mouth" for whatever reasons you may have. Maybe it's because one of your previous, BEST employees / Ex-friend's, bartender, that ran every aspect of your business as you sat at the bar, running your trash talking drunken lips, hitting on girls that wouldn't even allow you to taste their after-birth, is a great friend of mine? Or maybe it's because I was in the military and earned the right, from many sacrifices and years of training, to wear the elite Green Beret, when your pathetic, fat ass couldn't walk from the grill area of the restaurant to the bar area, which I would guess is only about 15 steps at the most, without getting fucking winded and limped most of the way because of you fat, out-of-shape ass? I really don't know why you dislike me, when in the beginning, I treated you like I do everyone, and that's to kill them with kindness, until they act like they are better than me and say disrespectful things to my wife, out of their babbling drunken lips at the bar (Oh yea. Haven't forgotten about that. The wife told me years later, because she knows what the outcome would have been if she would've told me right after it happened). Anyway, you summed it up the first few times we met and we gladly invited you and your family (which are awesome girls) out on our boat, and of the few sentences that did come out of your lips that day, most directed towards disrespecting your family, my wife was trying to carry on a normal conversation with your, oh so abnormal ass, you blurted out, "we're not like you people." Whatever the hell you meant by that at the time,was not clear, but today and for a long time now, it's crystal fucking clear prick, you ARE the FARTHEST from being like myself and family. So with all this said, in closing, #1, please never speak to or even cross paths with my wife again, no matter how far your fat ass has to reroute your direction, and #2, and lastly, please know that I'm willing to give you that opportunity for you to "shut me up by punching me in the mouth" but in return, I promise to give you some of the best one-on-one counselling, to why you shouldn't have attempted to try such an action. I won't hold me breath read more