So tonight i was supposed to meet this girl in this club in cologne. She went ahead with her other friends at like 8pm and me and my friends played beerpong until 10ish and then headed over. So we were both early. With me and my friends there are 9 people 5 guys 4 girls. 2 of the girls and one of the guys gets in fine but they wont let the rest of us in. Their reason: we look too "sportlich" which is bullshit because the only one of us that has lifted an arm for something then beerpong got in. So we dont get in and we go to this divebar and get wasted, and then we go to this other club which sucks ass, and then i meet this girl that i met while blacked out (she recognized me) about three weeks before and she might accompany to amsterdam next week. crazy ass night, sorry for profanity ill edit in the morning im drunk right now.
Last night these two bouncers And one of em's alright The other one's the scary one His way or no way, totalatarian He's got no time for you Looking or breathing How he don't want you to So step out the queue He makes examples of you
preator i know ;you mean good with your poetry and all but right now it isnt doing much for me. let me curse out this turkish bouncer that cant even speak good german and then we can discuss and heal this wound tomorrow aight?
And there's nowt you can say Behind they go through to the bit where you pay And you realise then that it's finally the time To walk back past ten thousand eyes in the line And you can swap jumpers and make another move Instilled in your brain you've got something to prove To all the smirking faces and the boys in black Why can't they be pleasant? Why can't they have a laugh? He's got his hand in your chest He wants to give you a duff Well secretly I think they want it all to kick off They want, arms flying everywhere and Bottles as well it's just Something to talk about A story to tell yea Actually it's about a PoS bouncer. But yes...Release your hatred. Take your weapon, strike me down, and your path to the Dark Side shall be complete. BTW, sportlich is athletic right?
yeah, he was actually talking about my leather shoes and light blue jeans. hes turkish, he cant speak german. I mean he could at least give me legitimate reasons for not letting me in. if a bouncer just straight up says "you are too drunk" then so be it. i cant argue that if its halfway legitimate. im just sick of this bullshit. ps props for quoting jedi "im afraid the shield generator will be QUITE OPERATIONAL by the time your friends arrive"
That is lame. However, here in America, some clubs are so lame...Like, the big one downtown, you HAVE to wear a plain blsck shirt. Cut doesn't matter, but it has to be black with nothing else
My friend took on a bouncer once...the bouncer lost. Serves him right for taking on a big, drunk black belt with a few local championships under his belt. For a guy who weighs so much, he can move really fast...
personally any club that hires bouncers that arent intimidating constantly runs that risk. I mean if the bouncer looks really tough but cant fight, thats enough to deter most people.
