I was in one hell of a dead and depressing bar years ago. A guy was sat beside me w/ his girlfriend arguing when he up and walloped her outta her barstool. The stools had backs so I simply placed my hand on the wooden back of his and calmly pulled him backwards. He smacked the back of his head on the 1/4 sized 4 quarter driven pool table behind us. Lying on the ground he was screaming and holding his head. The bartender knew me but covered for me. All the way out the door I was attacked by the woman he was beating on.
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I was in one hell of a dead and depressing bar years ago. A guy was sat beside me w/ his girlfriend arguing when he up and walloped her outta her barstool. The stools had backs so I simply placed my hand on the wooden back of his and calmly pulled him backwards. He smacked the back of his head on the 1/4 sized 4 quarter driven pool table behind us. Lying on the ground he was screaming and holding his head. The bartender knew me but covered for me. All the way out the door I was attacked by the woman he was beating on.
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