Bouncers Again Again
I paid my money and entered the club but was no sooner through the door before being collared. A hairy-arsed, baboon, meathead type bouncer approached and gestured to me to remove my jacket (at the expense of another quid)! The said jacket was hardly noticeable as a jacket, hence passing through the entrance and paying my 10 pounds entrance. This I explained but with his insistence and my refusal a standoff occurred at 5inches.
He very kindly escorted me to the front entrance, my girlfriend giving him a lesson in how to swear at the same time.
Other bouncers gathered, and, being early-on in the night hadn't seen much action. They decided I was fair game.
In the ensuing fracas I managed to bust a bouncers nose and have one arrested. (The police were outside and were sympathetic to my unprovoked attack which spilled into the gutter).
The morale of the story is, if your a bouncer being a jobsworth I will break you're twunting nose you cants

I always win
(Axe murderer, Thu 12 May 2005, 14:48, Reply)