Another drunk tough guy story - Funny as Hell
Ok so heres the deal. I am honestly against violence and all that crap these days unless it is necessary and all. I think I basically did enough of that for stupid reasons when I was younger so I have had my fill.
So this Friday I go out with my best friend and his brother who just got back from Iraq for a few drinks at the bar. Were there and drinking, shooting pool and hanging out just having a good time. About 1:45 I goto the bathroom. Now I am on the pool table in the middle of the game ok and there is a line at the bathroom. So I say to this guy, "Are you on the table bro" (he was holding a pool que), he says "no". So I am like "can I go ahead of you, its last call and Im trying to finish this game real quick and I have to piss? Since you are not playing and all?" This guy starts giving me a god **** attitude and all, being a real smart arse and a dickhea^. Now here is the deal, that was cool and I was fine with that. When he comes out of the bathroom he goes over to his 2 other buddies, who I was actually playing pool against, and starts talking more ****.
So my boys are standing next to me dying. The guys were trying to be all discreet and talking in codes about fighting us, they were like "lets decide now if we wanna do this" and crap like that. We were just staring at them and laughing. So I go into the bathroom and when I come out there was nobody in there. I go outside and the 5 guys are standing there. The one guys says "you wanna go come here" to my buddy. As soon as he takes like 2 steps they start going at it. I start to grab the other guy his buddy, we will call him gotee, grabs me. He starts to say something and I just drill him. He falls down and we start going. The 3rd guy that was with them is just standing there watching. My other buddie, the one from Iraq, grabs gotee as Im f'ing him up and starts really laying into this guy. I was like screw it, Im getting some more. So I look over at the other guy and he is STILL standing there with his hands up saying "Im good bro." So I jump on the other guy. The one that was like "lets go" earlier and started this crap. ALSO the SAME guy that was talking **** to me in line at the bathroom. So NOW I was furious. I walk over to this guy and stand over top of him, who was getting choked out by my boy, and start laying haymakers to the side of this guys face. Killing this guy. My arm was stuck on fully-automatic and I must have hit him 40 times in 30 seconds. My buddy thats choking him stops choking him and wants some too so we stand up. As my boy is drilling him, now mind you this dude is just standing there swinging at nothing LOL, and I grab him and souflay (sp.) Its a wrestling move were you lock your hands around his waste and basically pick them up and throw them straight over your head. So I hit this move on this guy. His head hits the wall right by the entrance of the door. I get back on top of this guy and start laying bombs AGAIN to to the side of his face. All I hear is "its done, its done" as my buddy the guy from Iraq, pulls me off him. I grab my other boy and stop him. This guy stands up and is bleeding from his forhead to his chin and from ear to ear. Staggering he literally runs away. Gotee guy apparently in the middle of the fight, ran away as well. So the only guy that was there besides us was that 3rd guy that was watching. He comes over and SHAKES OUR HANDS and was like "its over guys, you won, you kicked our asses". I was dying. He takes off and were just laughing. I look up and the bouncer is standing there with his arms crossed. He says "are you guys finished? get in your car and get out of my parking lot. Cops are on the way but nice job." And he starts laughing and goes inside. It was VERY, VERY Funny on many levels.
Here is the funniest part: ALL 3 of those guys were at least 6'1 and weighed at least 200lbs. I was out of shape, the one that called out my boy, one was like 6'4, he was the one that DIDNT fight, and gotee guy was pretty jacked. My boy that got called out is 5'4 and weighs 141lbs, I am 5'5 and weigh 167lbs, and my boy that just got back from Iraq is 5'9 and weighs about 200lbs. They were 2x the size and they got their arses KICKED BAD. But we are like junkyard dogs. We were all wearing sleeveless shirts, were all pretty jacked and strong, were all tatted up EVERYWHERE including hands and neck, and were crazy (I think).
Sorry for the length but it was a fun Friday beating up some drunk dudes that were 2x our size and I wanted to share with my boys here.
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Originally Posted by Rhino58
), my friends get me into a lot of **** too....
