more of a bullshit story than anything. I was there with my girlfriend and 2 people we met down there from Colorado. We went to the jungle bar which was a small outside bar, I don't like big busy places, that's where trouble happens..lol. They had some drink special that I can't remember now, I was drinking jack and coke, my woman was drinking something fruity prolly and the people we were with were drinking red bull and vodka. Well, we were ready to leave and we got the tab. The dollar amount was outrageous! So we look over the tab and we notice the red bull and vodka was $$$. The people we were with spoke fluent spanish, so they were talking about the bill for about half an hour. Me being the greasy WOP I am I didn't understand a word, I was minding my own business, and just wanted to pay the tab and leave. Well their conversation got pretty heated but was still in spanish. I look behind me and notice that there are prolly 7-9 little mexicans slowly closing in. The guy I was with wasn't exactly a big person so this was going to fall on my shoulders. So I got up to try and resolve the problem, in english. I was talking to the owner of the bar and he turned around while I was talking to him. I'm a man of few words, so when I speak, I like to be heard. I grabbed his arm, not hard, and he turns around and tells me not to fucking touch him. So I sort of lost my patience, grabbed his throat and pinned him against a wall. I then preceded to tell him if he ever talked to me like that again I would kill him. I hadn't noticed, but I was later told when I got up all the little mexicans started yelling in spanish and getting worked up. Then they started yelling for the police. Before this happened I had dropped some coin on the bar to pay the tab. Well, as I was leaving the policia showed up. The cops were looking at me like I was a perfectly cooked pork chop. The bar owner was telling them what happened in spanish, which turned out to be that I basically kicked the shit out of everyone. As the cops were looking at me I was looking for a gun on them, or some sort of weapon, because I was fully prepared to take them out and run. Then my woman and I realize the people we were with disappeared, who spoke spanish. The money I left on the bar had disappeared, and I beat up a whole bar of mexicans. Not good. The the couple we were with show up, they had gone to the ATM and paid the bill. We were then let go. I was told as I was leaving next time I threaten to kill someone in Mexico I better follow through (the guy was from Denver or something..lol). Oh, and before the cops showed up, I was kind of pissed off so I split one of their doors leading to their inside bar. It was not a good situation. I went back to cabo the next year with my brother and made sure I steered clear of that bar. It goes to show you that big guys are targets, I was put in a situation where I was going to have to fight my way out to ensure the safety of my girlfriend and the people we were with, they suckered me in. I'm not a violent person, but a cornered animal will fight it's way out.
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