I only have one which springs to mind.....
....which is surprising, when you consider that I live in Norwich, home to one of the most notorious streets in the UK.

Towards the end of a great night out with some friends I found myself half-walking half-dancing across the dancefloor, trying to locate some of the troops who were propping themselves up at the bar.

On the way I managed to stumble straight into a bloke who was holding a plastic cup of booze (you know the place is bad if they don't trust people with glass). Fortunately it tipped towards him, giving him a good soaking and completely missing me.

At this point I would have been more than happy to buy the bloke another, especially since they were relatively cheap and I'm a decent chap who was in a good mood.

But this guy had obviously had a bit too much to drink (my guess is 2 pints) and decided to grab me by the throat.

What this was meant to achieve is beyond me, but I calmly took his hand off me and, not being the fighting type, asked him what he was drinking.

"Carling" came the fairly obvious answer.

So I said "Well they're only £2 a pint. I'm sure you can afford that" and danced my way across the dancefloor and out of sight.

Not very exciting I know.
(porkinator is a Rock n Roll nerd!, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 16:38, Reply)