Department of Misguided Business Names

I just passed a wine bar in Melbourne's Richmond called DTs.

What do I know though - it may be a thriving enterprise. Perhaps I'm the only person who doesn't want to think about the state I may end up in before I've even taken a first sip. If so, sister joints called Hangovers, Splitting Headaches and Late-Night Fatal Car Smashes would seem the logical way to go.