IkeSouth wrote:
literally... dude grabbed me by the neck.
too long, want to read... some chick at least 10 years younger takes the nearest seat. the guy 'who is on a blind date with her' tries passionately to explain how smart she is. of course i play along, she wasn't dumb by any measure... or unattractive... so no issues there.. i took an hour and met a new friend
of course, dude 'who is on a bind date' didnt like the new friendship, and proceeded to explain to me how 'he was italian and his dad was a lawyer' and 'i have no idea who i am messing with'. yeah, that happened. im not exaggerating when i told him he was being a dumb little shit... and at some point i did buy him a beer, because he did apologize to me.
didn't take much longer and he tried to choke me. terrified, i grabbed his wrists and separated his italian might in slow motion. i didnt even realize it at the time, but apparently it was humorous enough to have a couple witnesses buy me drinks later. i dont remember everything, i was shitfaced, but i remember being horrifyingly scared and i wasn't the one kicked out of the bar. whatever... im still lit.. i had a few cocktails but life lesson- fuck italians. and trump supporters.
i have no idea what any of this has to do with supporting trump, but hey you know with the election mere weeks away at this point it's incumbent on us to "spread the good word" against trump/hilldog because the fate of the (free?) world LIES in our hands come november.
anyways, the reason i responded here is that re: the boldfaced part of your post i wanted to say that whoever gets kicked out of the bar = doesn't mean anything. case in point, circa 2009-2012 there was a night where my old friend double A was back in town (from harlem) and he decided to have an informal "meetup" at his old job, the legendary "Gold Star" bar on division st. or is it milwaukee? one of the two. i was never a big fan of gold star (another story for another day) but because of that i hadn't been there for years, PLUS my friend who used to work there was "in charge" of this and therefore he'd be in good with everyone so what the hell, why not go for it?
after hanging out inside casually doing the HHH (homeys hugs and handshakes) circuit and swapping a few stories it's eventually time to go have a smoke. i heard outside and light up, and while i'm mid-cigarette this chick who i had never seen b4 in my life (let alone in the last ~20-30mins i was in the bar) comes outside and starts pointing at me and yelling "I DON'T KNOW YOU!!!!"and then she runs up to me and starts throwing haymakers, spitbombs, and attempted roundhouse kicks, the whole 9 yards.... while still yelling I DONT KNOW YOU!!!! i was able to block all of her punches/kicks with my forearms/shins (which were bruised all up and down the next day) and technicalyl the only dickheaded thing i did was mock her a bit like "hey, you seem to be having trouble with this... let me help you! *hit myself in the face a couple'a times*" --- otherwise, basically all i did was stand there and get whaled on for 2-3mins straight by some crazy bitch.
after those 2-3mins some chick comes outside and sees this and runs to her and grabs her, putting her arm around her as she took her inside whilst consoling her.... meanwhile a bouncer comes outside and comes up to me like "ok, it's time for you to go.... have a nice night!" and at this point i'm seriously fucking incredulous like WHAT?!?! "dude, i literally just stood out here having a smoke and got flagrantly assaulted by some crazy bitch i had never seen b4 in my life and SHE gets to go back inside while you kick me out?!? seriously?!!?" --- "pretty much" --- "yeah well this is why i hate this fucking place.... have fun"
of course by the time i make it like 1/2 or 3/4 blocks away i notice a t-shirt on the ground... i pick it up and it's a southern comfort shirt saying "drinking responsibly is HOT!" and then there's $25 underneath it, almost as if it was left for me... *twilight zone*
TLDR = just because you were/n't the one kicked out of the bar doesn't necessarily mean culpability/righteousness. strange things often happen._________________
Curious Hair wrote:
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