Was watching the Mizzou vs. Alabama game.
Was minding my own and this group of 3 drunk kids, weighing a combined total of 400 lbs, starts talking shit to his group of guys in the corner.
One of the drunk kids gets up, screams "Barry is my boy," charges the other group and with a full cocked swing, misses, and runs himself square into a wall. Knocked out cold. The other two scatter, surely embarrassed by what had just happened. This homeless looking guy wearing a 90's Nebraska starter jacket carries the drunk kid out into the street. He comes back in and says "I just swiped 50 bucks from his wallet" and proceeds to buy the bar a round.
Last thing I heard was him saying as he was hauled out was something about how he was going to have his dad sue the bar.
Wild times.
Was minding my own and this group of 3 drunk kids, weighing a combined total of 400 lbs, starts talking shit to his group of guys in the corner.
One of the drunk kids gets up, screams "Barry is my boy," charges the other group and with a full cocked swing, misses, and runs himself square into a wall. Knocked out cold. The other two scatter, surely embarrassed by what had just happened. This homeless looking guy wearing a 90's Nebraska starter jacket carries the drunk kid out into the street. He comes back in and says "I just swiped 50 bucks from his wallet" and proceeds to buy the bar a round.
Last thing I heard was him saying as he was hauled out was something about how he was going to have his dad sue the bar.
Wild times.
