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Club bouncer assaults/robs patron?

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s'pose i'll go ahead and share a lil bouncer story with y'all. cause i think it's relevant. it takes place in montreal, canadia. a bar called...of course i forget it. it'll come back to me later. anyways. i'm 18 at the time, traveled up with some homies from school. on the way inside i was taking photos, cause thats what i do all the time and in the entrance way there was some honky kid crying hysterically about how he'd just had his ass beat by the bouncers for no good reason. i snapped a shot of him because it was funny to me and all my friends. we kept it movin and got our labatt blues at the bar. after about 20 minutes or so, i feel some crazy pull on my fucking hair. the force drops me to the ground and before i knew what the fuck happened i was being dragged away from the bar and my homies are being blocked off by four or five other ogres. now. mind you this place was not dead. and there were people everywhere. no one did shit. another giant canadian came up and picked my fucking feet up. i was pretty drunk and extremely confused, and a lil scurred. the next thing i know i'm in some skecthy little closet sized room with 8 or 9 big ass Canadians. straight

interrogation style. i swore some really real shit was about to go down. i have NO reason to make any of this shit up. real talk. i'm sitting in a chair and there was one lamp and some dickhead shouting at me in french canadian and broken english about "why was i taking pictures and who was i working for!!?" all i could do was keep yelling that i didn't know what the fuck they were talking about and i didn't work for anyone. shit was bugged out. these assholes smashed my camera on the floor took off my glasses and broke them, spit in my face and gave me a few blows to the stomach and head.i was hurtin pretty bad and kinda just shut down. they picked me up and pushed me all the way to the door where my friends were waiting. shit was probably the single strangest shit thats ever happened to me in all my days. coOl StOry? fucka bouncer.

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Dude, I would have totally beat the shit out of all of those bouncers and burned the club down to the ground because I'm a tough guy.

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do you guys have barwatch down in the states, where they scan your ids before you get into the club, and if youre caught fighting or whatever it pops up and youre denied entry?

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do you guys have barwatch down in the states, where they scan your ids before you get into the club, and if youre caught fighting or whatever it pops up and youre denied entry?

 

Not that I've seen in Boston. I'd love that shit though.

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Not that I've seen in Boston. I'd love that shit though.

 

its not as great as you think, because if you piss off a bouncer once youre pretty much screwed city wide.

 

i am currently on said list, but i just take my passport out and bypass the system.

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the beauty of having bars you frequent, and being generally good people and taking care of the people serving you, is knowing your not getting bounced from there, even when blows are thrown.

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Trying to introduce it in Oz - hotspots...

 

Serious - fuck bouncers... 'Cept my mate Paul - good kiwi bouncer

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yea, i got put on that list for a fight i wasnt even a part of.

 

not all bars up here have it, but definitely all the bigger clubs.

 

i would say its kinda a breach of privacy, but i guess youre less likely to stab someone if the cops can pull your name off the list, and theres your pic and what time you clocked in at.

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the beauty of having bars you frequent, and being generally good people and taking care of the people serving you, is knowing your not getting bounced from there, even when blows are thrown.

 

this. I don't go out much but when I do it's all covered if i show up with the regulars and shit pops off. it always pays to tip well

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s'pose i'll go ahead and share a lil bouncer story with y'all. cause i think it's relevant. it takes place in montreal, canadia. a bar called...of course i forget it. it'll come back to me later. anyways. i'm 18 at the time, traveled up with some homies from school. on the way inside i was taking photos, cause thats what i do all the time and in the entrance way there was some honky kid crying hysterically about how he'd just had his ass beat by the bouncers for no good reason. i snapped a shot of him because it was funny to me and all my friends. we kept it movin and got our labatt blues at the bar. after about 20 minutes or so, i feel some crazy pull on my fucking hair. the force drops me to the ground and before i knew what the fuck happened i was being dragged away from the bar and my homies are being blocked off by four or five other ogres. now. mind you this place was not dead. and there were people everywhere. no one did shit. another giant canadian came up and picked my fucking feet up. i was pretty drunk and extremely confused, and a lil scurred. the next thing i know i'm in some skecthy little closet sized room with 8 or 9 big ass Canadians. straight

interrogation style. i swore some really real shit was about to go down. i have NO reason to make any of this shit up. real talk. i'm sitting in a chair and there was one lamp and some dickhead shouting at me in french canadian and broken english about "why was i taking pictures and who was i working for!!?" all i could do was keep yelling that i didn't know what the fuck they were talking about and i didn't work for anyone. shit was bugged out. these assholes smashed my camera on the floor took off my glasses and broke them, spit in my face and gave me a few blows to the stomach and head.i was hurtin pretty bad and kinda just shut down. they picked me up and pushed me all the way to the door where my friends were waiting. shit was probably the single strangest shit thats ever happened to me in all my days. coOl StOry? fucka bouncer.

 

 

 

Straight up, I would've fucked up them niggas up (no homo) as soon as they spit in my face. I would've said something like "oh you don't wanna let me out? Now YOU's can't get out"........I would've put everyone to sleep quick-fast like Steven Segal by pinching their necks. Then I would've walked out and give each one of my boys a straight-kick in the face like Anderson Silva for not sticking up for me and being complete fucking pussies.

 

 

 

You fucked that up.

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Those scanners only read the information on the ID like date of birth in the US.

 

Yea and there is really no point of these scanners at bars. What the fuck are they looking for? If you can fake the front of the ID you can easily fake the barcode in back. Waste of money/time.

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It's for retarded bouncers who can't figure out if the persons date of birth makes them legal age.

Red light means no, green light means yes.

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i got pepper sprayed by a bouncer in portland, faggot then called the cops and said i was selling coke in the club (and i honestly wasnt). buddy and i left, but we were both shitfaced and he totaled my wife's car

 

so she gave me cash to go buy a "4 door car that gets good gas mileage"

 

and i came home with a trans am with a corvette engine in it. ws6 performance package. transmission perform button. the works.

 

few months later we got divorced

 

COOL STORY BRO

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i got pepper sprayed by a bouncer in portland, faggot then called the cops and said i was selling coke in the club (and i honestly wasnt). buddy and i left, but we were both shitfaced and he totaled my wife's car

 

so she gave me cash to go buy a "4 door car that gets good gas mileage"

 

and i came home with a trans am with a corvette engine in it. ws6 performance package. transmission perform button. the works.

 

few months later we got divorced

 

COOL STORY BRO

 

God I love you.

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do you guys have barwatch down in the states, where they scan your ids before you get into the club, and if youre caught fighting or whatever it pops up and youre denied entry?

 

they have that shit everywhere here. fuck them and fuck bouncers.

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