I was tackled from behind and flipped like a dead mouse by an ex-Vietnam vet bouncer at one bar as I tried to head for the door with my underaged friend's doctored drivers license in hand. I didn't come back with my guns either. I was 19 (drinking age was 18 at the time) and about 200lbs of muscle ... bouncer was a bit heavier and about 15 years older. I didn't know what the hell hit me. One second I was here, then next I was laying on the floor in a headlock way over there. Very memorable.
I was tackled from behind and flipped like a dead mouse by an ex-Vietnam vet bouncer at one bar as I tried to head for the door with my underaged friend's doctored drivers license in hand. I didn't come back with my guns either. I was 19 (drinking age was 18 at the time) and about 200lbs of muscle ... bouncer was a bit heavier and about 15 years older. I didn't know what the hell hit me. One second I was here, then next I was laying on the floor in a headlock way over there. Very memorable.
Yeah, nothing like having your bell rung by a pro to make you start considering your actions more carefully in the future...
Yeah, nothing like having your bell rung by a pro to make you start considering your actions more carefully in the future...
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