Any good Stories ?
Well, back in 93' at a country bar my friends and I where at. My good buddies just got back from Crab fishing in Alaska. they had a shitpile of money and wanted to get wasted. I picked them up from the boat. they piled into the back of my truck (5) of them. We went to a sports bar where we got lubed up with close to $125 in shots and beer and maybe a plate of nachos.
We where politley asked to leave when a couple of the guys got into a wrestling match in the mens room.the paper towel dispenser was off the wall and onto the floor, and one of the stalls wallls was bent over. So we then moved onto the country bar. Inside we found a couple other friends from another boat. Well someone started to armwrestle and beat my buddie pretty good. things started out ok, nobody was mad. the guy that beat my buddie was a big fisherman who was jacked up on coke. I offered him a turn and whooped him soundly and with ease. He did not like this too well and walked off to the pool table, grabbed some balls from the table and stated to skip them off into a glass mirror on the wall during a game.
My buddies decided it was time to go. We started outside when my friend whom also was named Eric was grabbed by this big guy. He mistook him for me and did not realize how many of us there where or was too coked up to care. Anyway we all dog piled on this fucker and pulled him off. I then stepped up to him and stated it was I he wanted. He started at me and I threw my elbow into his temple and landed ontop of him as he dropped punching him in the head. His girlfriend ( who apparently was standing by) took her shoe off and came at me with it and one of my other buddies dropped her with one punch to the face right where she stood.
the ride home was interesting. I left my truck in the parking lot and I took turn driving my friends 1970 something Bronco back home. We where so drunk we kept popping the clutch and taking turns behind the wheel all the way home. Gotta love the Pacific Northwest.
