I posted this at my home board but its relative sooooooo;
I denied many attempts at a bachelor's party but wound up going out any way.
The NYC area is huge, whats the worry I finally thought.
I went to LI, bridgeview, was the name of the bar/club. Within the 1st hour I was approached by F's boys, a whole bunch of em'. I said to myself I almost died once I aint even getting close this round. I found a bottle.
Unfortunately I was alone for a moment. I was surrounded. Then my friends who dragged me out recognized the trouble and came over and a full scale brawl broke out. The main punk that came up to me I handled and threw the fuck a mericless beating. Im not huge but I defintely felt shit breaking under my fists. Bouncers and cops charged in, it was chaos. Me and 3 friends got out and now im home. Dina is still out at her her bacheloriette's party. I have a ridicolous amount of energy, fight/flight in full affect. I know at least one fuck with a big mouth is hurting.