Why the FUCK are you coming out to drink a buttfuck ton the night AFTER Mardi Gras? Like, I work at a bar as a bouncer so lot's of people is great cause we split the door money and tips among the bouncers and bartenders but GODDAMN... did you guys not get your fill last night holy shit.
I'm not complaining, I'm just amazed how busy the bar was.
"Would you kill a baby, no questions asked?" -Tyrion
"No questions? No... first I'd ask how much" -Bronn
p-foThis thread is now the "Panda's Bouncer Stories Thread".
I shall post the story from last night's show then:
Last night was a fucking shitshow and a half. 4 fights, I was "involved" in the breaking up of all of them. Pretty sure I ate an elbow to the dome at some point during one of them too.
First fight was a shoving match over who knows fucking what, I grab one guy around the waist and he just keeps fighting so I put him in a RNC from that point and walk him to the door. He's like 5'9" and he has to tiptoe there and I just drop him outside.
Second fight these two guys ends up on the ground winging punches and I pull one guy off and he proceeds to spin and attempt to tackle me probably thinking I am someone trying to get involved and I just end up reacting and doing this to him:
(Yes, I actually had his feet off the ground)
Only problem, he has a bloody nose so he does this while I am guillotining him off the floor:
All over my favorite work shirt leaving it looking like this:
Third fight is between bloody nose guy and the other dude he was fighting out on the damn sidewalk and ends with my standing head and arm choking the OTHER dude while my coworker is knee riding the dude that is bleeding everywhere.
And the fourth fight is between two girls so it ended with me and a coworker just picking the girls up by the waist and walking them out.