A different kind of kill...at the bar. (Long but woorth it)
A different kind of kill...at the bar. (Long but woorth it)
Man I am never gonna forget this one. Chilkoot Charlie's. A world famous bar, and quite frankly one of the only things to do in this town when not racing. Last night I saw an girl I used to work with, so I say whats up. I am not in any way interested in her, but hey, might as well keep in touch. She tells me she's in her fifth month of pregnancy then out of the blue this fellow literally shoves her away from me. This girl was caught off guard, if it weren't for the group of girls 3 stumbles behind her, she would have fallen down pretty bad. I was shocked. Who in the right mind does that to a woman, let alone a pregnant one? I was pissed, she was embarrassed, and then she left. The fellow went down aways and didnt come back. I finished my Long Island, and thats when it hit me. I had an idea. I am usually not the kind of person to start trouble, but this guy put me on the spot, and almost made a fool out of me. I wasnt gonna let him get away with it.
My driver and I went for a walk, my Type R buddy. I see the poor excuse for a man and he's talking to some other lady. He knew he messed up.
"Hey man, next time you see that girl you better apologize and tell her it will not happen again"
"Dude who do you think you are, that was my wife, and she's having my kid in a few months"
"Thats right, the last time I talked with her she told me she was gonna name him Tundra, after ME" My game plan was simple. I was gonna get under his skin and let the bouncers do all the work. Little did I know how easy it was.
Right after I said that the girl he was with was threatening to get security. This guy was getting pi$$ed, he told me what the name was gonna be, I told him thats what he thought, and the girl threatened again to get the bouncers. She spoke to the hand, and off she went. Everything was undercontrol in my corner, things were working out as planned, save the fact that my Type R buddy was standing right there and he had no idea what was going to happen.
"How's it going fellows? Do we seem to have a problem here?" The bouncers at this bar are huge, I'd never pick a fight with them, let alone a 5 foot wife-shover. They were four deep, and a fifth one with a camera. They ask him and her to tell their side of the story, and they do, that I started everything. This guy was heated, and very excited. I on the other hand was calm, and behind the bouncer looking over his shoulder waving bye-bye to the little runt. Then the spotlight's on me.
I the calmest, most sincere drunk voice I told the bouncers "Yeah, I dont know what he just told you but I was just chillin here and he started hitting on my boyfriend, I mean WTF, he's my man!"
Just then, my Type R buddy looks at me, then he saw what I was doing, because at the same time the little wife-shover lost all control of himself and screamed at the top of his lungs "YOU ARE SMOKING CRACK DUDE, I AM NOT GAY! It was perfect, Right after he said that he jumped at me, but right there were the bouncers, and they escorted him AND the girl out. My Type R buddy and I on the other hand were told to get lost in the crowd.
Man I need to get that tape. I never thought I had it in me, somehow I pulled it off!
Very nice. Let that have been me there and I would have to find a new hangout. Last time I saw something like that, it was a guy yelling at some lady he never met, we had a group of 5 stare him down, he got the message quick.
Dude, are you coming outta the closet??
*LMAO*
What's gonna be real funny is the next time you go in there, one of those bouncers may be smiling and winking at you..
Good story!
*LMAO*What's gonna be real funny is the next time you go in there, one of those bouncers may be smiling and winking at you..
Good story!
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Oh my god Ed, that is some funny ****, lol. Know you posted this a while ag, but wife just sent me the link to check out. You kill me, lol. I can't stop laughing, hahaha. I thought you hung out with Scott a little too much. Maybe he's "rubbing off" on you, lol. Take care man. See ya whenever the hell they decide to let us come back. Gotta a little something something for the car, not sure if the wife said anything or not.
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