Well are you gonna tell us the fucking story, or what?
Me: *Pleasantly drinking & discussing nonsensical topics with a cute blonde among my cute wing-women
Guy: "Hey, what cartel are you with?"
Me: "WTF?... none?"
Guy: "I'm with the Sinaloa Cartel.... *says something in Spanish that sounds angry"
Me: "Sounds great... I'm gonna not talk to you now."
Guy: *more angry Spanish
---- 2 or 3 minutes elapses ----
Friend of Guy: "Hey sorry about my friend, he gets like this when he's drunk"
Me: "Cool, enjoy your night guys"
Guy: "Yeah.... yeah, I get this way (angrily)"
Guy: *More Spanish
Cute Girl: "What the fuck is this guy's problem?"
Friend of Guy: "He's always doing this, just don't fight him man, he fights a lot"
Me: "No problem..."
Guy: (I don't even know wtf he's saying but now he's pointing at me)
Me: (to friend) "Get him TF away from us... we're not leaving just because he's being a douchebag"
Friend of Guy: (starts to say something)
---------- GUY JUMPS OVER FRIEND PUNCHING ME IN THE FACE TWICE ---------------------------
---------- Realizing I'm being attacked, I'm now pissed beyond control and punch him square in the jaw while pushing
through his friend, and two other random guys ----------------------------------------------------------------
Bar makes "oooooh sound"
Bouncer wakes up Guy then grabs him by the throat to take him out of the club
Bouncer: "No cartels are allowed here" (I cracked up laughing)
Really fucking hot girl: "That was the hardest hit I've ever heard"
-- Me and Really hot girl spoke for a while, I didn't get her number... and the cute blonde I was talking to went off never to be found again after seeing me and really hot girl talk for a good while. My hand hurts like a bitch, the X-Ray was just completed though:
No fractures
No breaks
Just disruption in the cartilleage lining or whatnot and some swelling, estimate mostly good by the end of the week and full recovery by 4 or 5 weeks.
Fuck this guy, I hope someone keys his car or some shit today.
-Ape