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<blockquote data-quote="faulkton" data-source="post: 5018554" data-attributes="member: 561910">So the other night, while at a bar, this guy kept throwing these little snack things at me across the table. They were these little dried crunchy things that don&#039;t taste like anything, but every bar here sets them out. I told him he should stop, but he was drunk and he kept doing it. So i threw an ashtray at him. Here they always put a little water in the ashtray too, so it was basically wet and gross.Well i would think he would&nbsp; learn to stop, but unfortunately for him he didnt. He threw some again. I told him if he threw one more, i was going to throw this dish of ketchup at him, and he looked me right in the eyes and threw one more.So i tossed ketchup all over his drunk french ***. After that i told him if he threw ketchup at me i would piss on him.He thought he was smart when i came out of the bathroom, to toss some ketchup on me. Not too much but still i was pretty mad. I got him in a headlock on the ground and was just about to sock him in the nose when he opened his mouth, so i just spit down his throat, which made him puke.Then i told him that he better leave because i was going to keep drinking until i could piss again. I warned him his only hope was that he left before i could go again, which wouldnt take long.He didnt listen, so about ten minutes later i went into the bathroom pissed in a bottle and then went and poured it on him.Then i told him we were even and if he did anything else i was going to really ****ing hurt him.. i think he knew by that point i wasn&#039;t joking.true story.A</blockquote>

[QUOTE="faulkton, post: 5018554, member: 561910"] So the other night, while at a bar, this guy kept throwing these little snack things at me across the table. They were these little dried crunchy things that don't taste like anything, but every bar here sets them out. I told him he should stop, but he was drunk and he kept doing it. So i threw an ashtray at him. Here they always put a little water in the ashtray too, so it was basically wet and gross. Well i would think he would learn to stop, but unfortunately for him he didnt. He threw some again. I told him if he threw one more, i was going to throw this dish of ketchup at him, and he looked me right in the eyes and threw one more. So i tossed ketchup all over his drunk french ***. After that i told him if he threw ketchup at me i would piss on him. He thought he was smart when i came out of the bathroom, to toss some ketchup on me. Not too much but still i was pretty mad. I got him in a headlock on the ground and was just about to sock him in the nose when he opened his mouth, so i just spit down his throat, which made him puke. Then i told him that he better leave because i was going to keep drinking until i could piss again. I warned him his only hope was that he left before i could go again, which wouldnt take long. He didnt listen, so about ten minutes later i went into the bathroom pissed in a bottle and then went and poured it on him. Then i told him we were even and if he did anything else i was going to really ****ing hurt him.. i think he knew by that point i wasn't joking. true story. A [/QUOTE]

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