nasty experience last night

all for trying to do a small financial favour for some impoverished bloke in the street. I won't be doing that again.
Bastard tricked me into going into the Argie equivalent of one of those topless clubs in Soho where they charge you 200 quid for a drink.
Got to the top of the stairs, realised it was a brothel, turned around get out to find a doorman blocking my way and two slags appear and start telling me the "rules" of the club, which involve certain minimum consumption etc etc. I tell them they won't have a f**king peso out of me and try to brush past the slags to the door and they get very nasty grabbing at my arms and calling 'security'

Couple of very large and unkind looking men appear, one with some kind of cosh in hand. Luckily terror pumps enough adrenaline into me that I barge past the slags, shoulder charge the doorman and surf down the top part of the stairs on his chest with these tossers in pursuit. By the time I stopped sprinting 4 blocks later there was no one behind me.

Decided to come back to the safety of the hotel for a couple of beers instead of going out

Posted By: Worzel Scrimmage on December 6th 2009 at 15:09:16

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