I got thrown out of a pub.
Literally.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:16, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Wooooooo!
You can cross it off your list now.
( girlinthehole, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:16, Reply)

Fucked my glasses a goodun.
My chin, knees, elbows, left cheekbone and right arm all ache like fuck, my hands are scratched to shreds and I'm feeling more than a little sorry for myself.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:18, Reply)

Bouncers or other boozers?

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:19, Reply)

Bouncers.

(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:22, Reply)

Ooocha

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:22, Reply)

Yeah man, proper big bastards as well, I've got bruises all up my arms where they picked me up.

(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:23, Reply)

Bouncers = cunts
I got smacked once for patiently waiting to get my coat in line
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:24, Reply)

probably mistook you for Barry.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:25, Reply)

This could be true
Except Barry would have been about 12 when this happened
( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:28, Reply)

Ah, just at the start of his coat-choring apprenticeship, then.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:29, Reply)

I taught him well

( sporters I’m sincerely gratitude to you, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:31, Reply)

What happened?

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:18, Reply)

I went out to buy a friend a drink on her birthday.
I was already pissed before I left the house. That was my first mistake. Lost my glasses on the dancefloor, scrabbled around on my hands and knees trying to find them, next thing I remember I'm being manhandled out of the front door of the pub, putting up a massive fight because I didn't have my glasses and I am almost blind without them. Chucked onto the pavement outside, I have the scabs to prove it. I'm not bitter really, the moment I resisted was where I went wrong.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:21, Reply)

Seems a bit severe for your behaviour.
I reckon you must have given one of the bouncers the shit eye.
( girlinthehole, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:24, Reply)

There is literally no point even attempting to reason or argue with doormen.
You'll never win. They're all brain dead morons who wish they were gangsters, half of them being deluded enough to think that they are and that they have loads of "connections". I hate them.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:26, Reply)

I've managed it once in my entire life
and that was in Cork. Perhaps they have less retarded doormen in Ireland.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:27, Reply)

Like I said, they were just doing their job in truth, I don't envy them the responsibility.
Tarring them all with the same brush makes you look like a twat.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:28, Reply)

You've got to be the biggest wet blanket in the world.
You got forcefully thrown out of a pub for looking for your glasses and are defending the blokes that did it. Christ.
(Barry from Eastenders is, despite the words written above, not a woman, Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:32, Reply)

I was massively pissed and kicking off at them, fair play I say.
I wasn't specifically defending them, I was calling you a twat for saying all bouncers are cunts.
(NoeI «:::P:::» «:::E:::» «:::R:::» «:::V:::» «:::E:::», Mon 19 Dec 2011, 9:34, Reply)