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Yep. Ft Lauderdale in the 90's. Some bartender chick I was dating. Her ex and some of his buddies waited for me one night leaving the club with her.
To her credit, she jumped in to help me, and really held her own for about 2 minutes with a couple on ball kicks. My kinda girl!We were really coked up, (Long time ago) so it didn't hurt until the next day.
What a horrible way to come down, hung over with shit throbbing.
Nothing like waking up and for that first minute or so forgetting, and then the pain kicks in and it's like "Oh yeah......FUCK!!!!"
Never saw the guy again until 2 years later, when he was down on his luck, and now a big time base head.
I didn't fuck him up, it was worth looking down on him and making him feel like a loser as he tried to explain and apologize. as he asked me for a bump.
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