Occurred-November 2007

I was at work at SushiBar and for the most part the night was pretty much the norm. Sake shots were abound, white guys who wish they were black were trying to spit game to girls were scared by oversized T’s, sluts who looked like they took fashion tips from Snooki were everywhere, and the DJ was spinning T-Pain like it was going out of style (atleast he wasn’t playing “Cupid Shiffle”) and everything was nice and cheery (and trashy, welcome to Fridays at SushiBar). I honestly thought the night would finish un eventfully and I’d be having some beers in my mouth soon enough. Boy was I wrong.

Around 1 AM  a scuffle occurred inside the bar and me, Brett, and Farva had to go break it up. One of the guys involved was this big hairy dude that seriously looked like Jim Henson on steroids. We had him out on the sidewalk and seriously that should have been the end of it. It wasn’t though. This is the thing about Farva, not only was he a douchebag, he was a stupid douchebag. RoidHenson was already visibly pissed off and ready to swing on somebody. The smart thing to do in this situation is to either try to talk the guy down or just ignore him and walk back inside. Farva being the moron that he was gave RoidHenson an ultimatum:

Farva: “I’M GOING TO GIVE YOU TO THE COUNT OF 3 TO LEAVE.”

RoidHenson is visibly not amused and getting angrier…..

Farva: “1………2……..”

POOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!

Apparently RoidHenson don’t like ultimatums. I figured this out as Farva’s tooth went flying past my shoulder. What happened next was a full on brawl. The highlight was when the fight spilled over to the parking lot next door and RoidHenson started challenging all comers. Brett being the crazy sumbitch that he took him up on his challenge one the condition that RoidHenson obliged and broke Brett’s nose. With most guys that fight would have been over right there but then again this is Brett baskin. BRETT FUCKING BASKIN!!! He reciprocated in kind and after it was all said and done I had to rush inside to grab a towel and icebag to take care of RoidHenson’s duo laceration/concussion until EMS arrived. Chucktown’s finest also showed up and they had their fair share of questions. I explained what happened and they told us to, “Go back to our post.”