I had a guy shoot a double at me when working as a bouncer once. He signaled it so much, I didn't bother to sprawl, I just sidestepped and he knocked himself out by shooting straight into the wall behind me.
Funniest thing I've ever seen! Well.. he wasn't out-out, but too dazed to stand after he hit his head.. And very drunk. So I politely helped him outside, and got him a cab. The reason I was asking him to leave in the first place was because he was just too drunk.
I guess he saw a small 155 doorman, and thought; "I'm not leaving, I'm gonna UFC him, and after I've beat him into a coma by UFC from the "on top position", no one will know and I can wander around shitfaced in the club for as long as I want"
(Just trying to reconstruct what he must have been thinking)


(Just trying to reconstruct what he must have been thinking)
