Surefire Way To Get Bounced From The Club
We had a heavy night of pregaming at the local shithole that featured dollar drafts. We pounded as many dollar Coors Light drafts as possible.
Hanging out with several members of our regular drinking crew was in order after a tough week of classes. I happened to be hanging out with my brother and several others for the evening’s shit show. Midnight struck and we slammed the remaining drafts.
Exited the dive bar and walked exactly one block down the street to the ultimate dance party located in a one time church. Sergio, in his sophomore status, really only had money for the dollar drink portion of the evening. Grinding on girls from the get go, we seemed to have things going our way.
Made my way to the bar and ordered a cocktail on my brother’s tab to keep me dancing. No problems. Back to the dance floor and Sergio really hit it off with this cute Italian girl. Several more minutes of dancing and it was time for shots for her and another round. Step up and order another round on my brother’s tab.
No sooner do I get the drink and start to sip, do I realize that the bartender and several other bouncers were looking for Sergio. But, why? I was ordering drinks, keeping to myself, not bothering anyone?
Before I knew it, a World Strong Man reject had me hoisted 3 feet in the air. I was taken out through the front door and properly set down like a chess piece.
Outside, somewhat bewildered, Sergio wondered had happened. Find out the next day, that my brother was not at the bar and I had been putting drinks on a phantom tab. At least Sergio was not injured in the altercation. Fuck My Liver.
