The Monoblock incident.
I should have punched that guy in the face
I really should have.
Last night me and a few college friends were out drinking some place along Xavierville Ave. We had been there a few hours or so, but just when we were about ready to leave, a guy from the table beside us hurls a monoblock chair at one of my friends.
This guy (which shall henceforth be known as guy who looks like a duck) was clearly drunk. He couldn’t even finish his sentences and his words were a bit slurred.
He stands up and walks over to our table and starts talking nonsense. “Kanina pa kayo ha.” & even attempted to slap me in the face. It was a good thing he missed. What a girl.
After being grabbed by the shirt by guy who looks like a duck, my friend suckerpunches him three times in the face before the guards and waiters clear up the fight.
The bad thing about the incident was we were the ones who were thrown out of the place. It should have been no big deal because we were about to leave anyway, pero kami na nga aggrabyado kami pa ang napahiya, nagmukhang kami pa ang nagsimula ng away. Duck boy and his girlfriend weren’t even touched. The girlfriend even had the nerve to back-up his boy friend, who was clearly the initiator and who was dumb asfuck. Not only did he look the part, he played the part as well.
We don’t know what provoked duck boy to throw that chair, so I made a list that I call Possible Reasons to start a bar fight if you have no brain:
Nothing good ever happens after 2 o’clock.
- You catch someone stealing a glimpse at your girl friend (most likely unintentional because your girlfriend looks a bit like you, because she’s YOUR SISTER!) and you feel insecure about the argument the two of you just had about how small your penis is.
- Your brain size is four sizes too small that it forms a giant cavity inside your skull and around your peanut of a brain. This somewhat acoustic concave causes normal sound waves to appear a hundred times louder than usual, making your non-existent brain bleed, or in duck boy’s case, menstruate.
- Kulang ka lang sa pansin.
But it was only midnight.
We were not ready to leave. Atleast not without an apology, or a good fight. Tatlo kami at mag-isa lang siya. We could easily take on this guy, it would not have been a fair fight, I know. Lalo na pag dating sa imbestigasyon, talong-talo kami dahil tatlo kami. So we were really buying for an apology from duck boy. We must’ve waited for more than an hour before he finally got out of the bar.
The first words I heard.
“O kumusta na? Balita ko hinihintay niyo daw ako sa labas ah…”
As if nothing had happened.
We tried forcing an apology out of this dickhead, but he just wouldn’t give. & his reasoning was just awful. “Eh ito nga yung katabing table eh. katabi niyo yung table namen. Alam mo na yun…” My friend was even provoking him by taunting him, but he knew he was outnumbered. He should have thought about that before he decided the throw the chair at our table.
One punch, isang suntok lang. That was what we were waiting for. It would trigger everything, but he never gave. All we wanted was an apology. He was too fickle to come up with one.
It must’ve been the alcohol. But one thing was clear, this guy had no breeding whatsoever. Incoming third year Engineering student in the University of Santo Tomas. Majoring in IS and stupidity. Last seen sporting white shoes, checkered shorts with open fly, and pink skintight shirt. (All the signs of a complete jackass conyo-wannabe social climber!)
