
“Will Stay With Me Forever”: 30 Wild Things Bartenders Won’t Be Able To Delete From Their Memories
Interview With ExpertA bar has a way of bringing out the best, worst, and weirdest in people. And no one sees it all quite like the bartenders working behind the counter.
So when a Redditor asked them to share the strangest things they’ve ever witnessed on the job, they had plenty to say. Ill-advised dance-offs, impromptu stripteases, wrestling matches between strangers—you name it. Find their stories below, and if any of them sound a little too familiar, well, consider it a sign to rethink that next round.
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Had a brief run as a summer job and once had this dude apparently try to roofie his date but seemingly grabbed the wrong drink and roofied himself instead. He collapsed suddenly and was rushed to the ER.
Oh boy this one will stay with me forever. During one of the big events of the year we had a full on brawl break out in the parking lot between old dudes most of which are vets and young college aged kids, after we broke it up and got them all apart we asked what happened... the folks who started a brawl were a father and son who hadn't seen each other in a long time and both agreed to meet up and catch and introduce significant others and turns out they were both dating the same girl.
BP has chosen... an interesting stock photo for this story. I cannot help but picture the fellow on the right as the "dad" and the fellow in the flannel shirt as the "son". Dad is displaying to his son exactly how and where he applied his muscular mouth organ on the girl they were both dating. Yes, I know. I'm sorry. I'm twisted XD
Gordon Ramsay walked in, ordered a 1/2 sized margarita, and told me it was perfect after he finished it. he was a f*****g gentleman and even bowed and said thank you on the way out. I later learned they were filming an episode of Kitchen Nightmares around the corner and he knew the chef who owned the restaurant where I was bartending. He came in the next night too. I had a convo with f*****g Gordon Ramsay two days in a row.
I have heard the edits that are shown in the US are different (more swearing etc) to the ones shown in the UK, but don't quote me on it as I'm in Australia and have never seen an episode anyway.
Bored Panda reached out to Rihards Gudzs, a bartender from Riga, Latvia, to get a glimpse into the highs and lows of the industry. He started out at 17, and now, at 25, he’s spent nearly a decade mastering the craft. These days, he shares his experiences and skills with the world through TikTok and Instagram.
“I got into this profession during my summer break between 11th and 12th grade. I was looking for a job to save up for my first car and the academy I wanted to attend,” he told us. “I ended up working at one of the most popular nightclubs in Riga, LaRocca, as a coatroom attendant. From there, I was offered a job as a barback, then became a waiter, then a bartender, then a senior bartender, and eventually a bar manager.”
Working a bar in Charlotte on a Saturday night, out front having a cigarette when I see this group of fellas (whom we had tossed 15 mins prior for being too rowdy) struggling with their one friend who was the main reason they were removed.
This man was adamant about getting back inside, and his four buddies could barely hold him back. They ended up all falling thru a chain link fence into a freshly dug pit in a construction zone across the street, and he came scrambling up on all fours like a demented spider monkey, rushed across traffic and back towards my bar.
Also outside with me was our head of security, who I will call Vance. Picture a man that is 6’3 260lbs and looks like a black Mr. Clean. Vance wasn’t paying attention to the fracas developing because he was on the phone talking to some of his employees.
The RedBull/GHB-fueled dumb**s went running straight towards the front door, and Vance was about a couple feet off to the side with his back towards the street.
What happened next was magical. Somebody hollered “Vance, look out!” And he immediately turned and unleashed the most bad**s roundhouse kick you have ever seen. Like, it would have made Chuck Norris cream his britches. Without hanging up his phone call he pivoted and launched that a*****e back towards the curb. Dude was knocked TF out, his buddies collected him and apologized and we let them GTFO before anything else happened that might require police assistance.
So what, you say? Bar fights are nothing THAT memorable if you’ve been behind the stick for many years, right?
***The next morning*** I am setting up the BloodyMary bar for the Panthers tailgate pregame b******t, when I hear this incessant knock at the front doors. Finally go to answer it and *it’s the d**chebag human piñata*.
“What do you want?”
“Sir, I’m really really sorry for my behavior last night, I was out of control and I am so very sorry. But at some point last night I lost a tooth and I was hoping you either found it cleaning up or maybe I could check to see?”
Sure enough the dumb**s was missing one of his front teeth, like a bicuspid or something I don’t frickin know I’m a bartender not a dentist. I didn’t think he would find it because the altercation happened *mostly* outside, but since he *was* carried out last night by security and his friends I decided to humor him.
I let him look around the floor while I continue setting up, when I hear him choke and snort. Bending over to look had caused the tooth *which was lodged up in his sinus cavity* to work itself loose.
Y’all, Vance kicked that man so hard his tooth got stuck in his nose for 8 hours. Still one of the coolest things I’ve ever witnessed.
"Scrambling up on all fours like a demented spider monkey." That is a fabulous description. You Sir, have a knack for storytelling.
West coast Canada here. I worked at a downtown pub and we had a British tourist who stayed in town for a month and came in everyday. He was probably late 60’s or early 70’s in age. He took a shine to one of our blonde waitresses. She was average looking at best. He got friendly with her and one day made her a proposition. He offered her $750k to spend the night with him. She called her bf and he gave her the green light. She went down the street and setup a bank account that could accept a large transfer from his British bank. Once the funds were confirmed deposited she went to dinner with him and went back to the hotel and did the deed and spent the night. She quit the restaurant immediately as the gossip train was crazy. Her bf and her went to Australia for a long vacation, got engaged, bought a large house and eventually got married and had kids. No idea what she does now. But that’s one of my craziest stories. I have more.
She shouldn't have accepted the lowball offer. At least Robert Redford in "Indecent Proposal" offered a million dollars
A drunk girl at the bar was getting some unwanted attention. Told the guy to leave. Took a swing at me. Some other girl floored him with a bottle.
The rest of her night was on the house.
“I’ve been behind the bar for eight years now,” Rihards shared. “How would I describe this job? It’s for people who want to start making money right away, without needing any theoretical training beforehand.”
According to Rihards, learning the basics and getting a quick rundown of the bar is enough to start working in low-end places within two or three days. “That’s all it takes to learn how to make the standard drinks from the menu and start serving guests for tips without worrying about quality, skill, or experience.”
At that level, he explains, you could walk into a small neighborhood bar with a six-drink menu, spend a day or two figuring out where everything is, and start pouring. But no matter where you work, Rihards said the most important part of bartending isn’t just making drinks—it’s charisma and communication.
“You can completely mess up a drink order or serve something totally different from what was requested, and it won’t even matter—as long as you know how to talk to people. If you communicate well, you can sell anything.”
Car plowed into the bar I was working in, coming all the way in, and flipping a pool table on its side. Pinned three off duty Applebee’s waitresses against the bar. No one was hurt and the woman who was driving tried to order a drink.
I saw a guy st*b our bouncer in the neck with a screwdriver. It turned out this guy had previous violent felonies. Our bouncer recovered after surgery, the guy got 20 years in jail.
A taquilla is a ticket booth/ticket office in Spanish. It's not a typo of "tequila" XD
I was a baby bartender at Red Lobster. It was a slow lunch shift and I was serving two girls who couldn’t keep their hands off of each other. I mean, I don’t think shrimp scampi is THAT sexy, but who am I to judge. At any rate, they finish their meal but excuse themselves to the bathroom right before i drop the check. They have been gone for a minute so I mention it to Barb, our “mom” server that is in her 50’s and worked at the Lob for like 20 years. She says, I’ll go find them. She pops into the restroom and immediately comes out screaming. Turns out she saw one of them on the counter and the other one having “dessert.” Why someone would decide that a Red Lobster bathroom in El Paso on a Wednesday afternoon was the perfect place to get their swerve on is beyond me. They tipped okay, though!
It’s no secret that bartending, or any service job, for that matter, is exhausting. But many people don’t realize just how demanding it really is.
“Being a bartender means coming into work every day without knowing what’s ahead,” Rihards said. “You have no idea what you’ll have to deal with, when you’ll get a break, or what time you’ll actually finish your shift. Some nights you’ll be on your feet running around nonstop, others you’ll be standing there doing nothing. And most importantly, you never know how much you’ll walk away with in tips at the end of the night.”
The job takes a toll both physically and emotionally. “It’s unpredictable in ways that can be both good and bad,” he added. “But despite all the challenges, all the stress, and everything this job puts you through, the financial reward at the end of the night usually makes up for it.”
I was bartending at a strip club and a guy had been there all night buying drinks for everyone on his tab and he was ultra annoying and really feeling himself. At the end of the night at last call he had a seizure and it was a whole thing and he was hitting his head on the tile floor. His friends were freaking out and we called the cops and paramedics and he was rushed out and conveniently had left a declined card behind. The cops came back later and told us he faked the seizure and ended up getting charges for that and not paying his tab. I have seen a lot of wild things in strip clubs in 20 years but that sticks out. It’s always the full moon people.
I’ll spare you the st*bbings, the shootings, fights, the urinating, the llamas, the constant people attempting to go behind the bar (to fight, to hug, to call the police because they were going to k**l themselves), the whatever, to tell you the tale of The Costume.
It was Halloween, long ago and I was either Hermione Granger or Data. A nice man comes in, dressed in a hooded black robe, nothing too exciting, with his friend and a massive duffel bag. I assumed it was full of d***s because this is the type of bar we were. He and his friend are very pleasant, ordering dive bar margaritas and wings. We talk about Halloween and when it should get busy for the evening when the man asks if I want to see the rest of his costume. I am not phased by this as a young woman working alone because if it turns out to be his p*nis I have many large friends nearby to call and make him regret this decision. And I love a good costume.
So the man bends down to slowly unzip his duffel bag and carefully grab the contents therein. IT WAS MASSIVE BOA CONSTRICTOR, which he then attempts to hand to me over the bar.
I was so shocked I just said that was a health code violation and service animals had to be performing their tasks otherwise he needs to be back in his bag. I am also terrified; I do not trust things with too many legs or too few. They pick up on this and apologize and close out their tab, but man, that was a big snake, and I hope it had happier days after that than being carried around in a duffel bag and foisted upon unsuspecting strangers.
I was probably 22. First week bartending at a country club that did weddings on the weekend. I was training under another bartender who’s been there for years. A group of bridesmaids come up right before all walking down the aisle and ask for the “the coolest shots we could come up with to help ease the nerves.” Senior bartender decided on ‘Flaming Dr Pepper’ shots. He lines the shots up on the bar top, lights them on fire, and tells the ladies to blow them out before drinking. One of the girls quickly turns to get her phone for a picture. Unfortunately, the amount of hairspray she had literally set her hair on fire from being in close proximity.. 5 minutes before walking down the aisle.
And then there’s the wildcard—customers. You never know who’s going to walk through the door or how they’ll affect the rest of your shift. “You constantly have to handle situations that have nothing to do with your actual job. There’s financial responsibility, the pressure to keep up, and a ton of other things that pile up over time,” explained Rihards.
“But even though bartending can be a high-stress job, after a while, you start to see it differently. The chaos becomes just another part of the workday, and eventually, you don’t even think about it anymore, it just is what it is,” he said.
Butt a*s naked kid maybe 5-6 years old came in. Reactions ranged from WTF to laughter to attempts to help. Kid went straight to this lady, an every night regular, who turned out to be his mom. Apparently he hid in her car and she was too zonked on various substances to notice. Kid was naked because he had literally nothing to wear, I later learned, and their duplex apartment a few blocks away was a vermin infested Hellhole. Mom was a serious ad**ct. Her kid following her to the bar was the impetus that led to him being taken away and her getting sent to rehab. I learned all this after the fact. But the kid walking naked into the bar was definitely among the most unexpected things I’ve ever seen.
Addiction is an ugly disease. Years ago I worked in a bar that has a gaming room (poker machines), it was a miserable wet day and a woman tried to come in with her young kid, the law wouldn't allow the child in the venue so she left him at the front door in the pouring rain so she could hit the machines. We brought the kid back to the staff only area and called the police. No idea what happened to them.
A man dressed all in denim walking in with a pet chimp. Ordered two beers. The chimp proceeds to drink hers over about 5 minutes as did the man. He thanks me and they wander away. It's an enduring regret I didn't ask what's with the chimp.
I used to work in a bar with an upstairs that was more like a pub and a downstairs that had a dancefloor and club nights etc on.
One night downstairs it was crowded and 2 lads downstairs started arguing. One of them was part of a larger group, who all began to hassle the other lad.
The other lad snapped, grabbed his pint glass and smashed it into his face, and then his friend's face, and then his other friend's face. People were dropping like flies on the dancefloor and there was blood everywhere. The DJ pulled the music off instantly and we had to get police and paramedics in immediately.
We usually closed around 3am but I was there until 8 the next morning giving statements to police and cleaning blood from the floor, it was f*****g horrible.
After that we switched to plastic glasses and cans downstairs.
Of course, being a bartender means witnessing some pretty bizarre human behavior. Rihards shared a few stories—though, between us, these were the more PG ones. So you can imagine how wild it really gets.
“One night, when I was 20, I was working at a prestigious venue that, at the time, attracted both local businesspeople and celebrities. A guest sat at the bar all night, drinking and constantly trying to start a conversation with me,” Rihards recalled.
“He was persistent, but I kept it professional. At the end of my shift, I asked him to settle his bill since we were closing. Instead of paying, he grabbed my arm and said, ‘Come to my hotel room.’ I refused, but then he followed up with, ‘€2,000.’ After repeatedly telling him no, security had to remove him from the premises for harassment.”
Worked bar for 15 years but this one sticks with me. Maybe there’s others but I don’t remember because I fell into the bartenders trap and my memory isn’t all that.
So it’s Crazy a*s dance/industry night with lots of college students. A guy racks a big tab and then doesn’t pay. Doesn’t walk out mind you, but makes a big stink and show about he’s not gonna pay. Turns out the cops were there doing rounds so the door guys point him out. Cops put him in an arm bar and basically smashed his face into the atm until he pulled the cash.
Broke his arm and I still remember the sound of a man in his late twenties screaming and sobbing in pain while two cops basically ground him into an atm machine for five minutes. After patron was hauled away in a cruiser the cops were totally unphased. Everyone on shift was pretty shocked, even a usually blustery door guy who was a marine in Iraq was quiet for the rest of the night.
That was when I went from ‘cops are a necessity because bad folks exist and who are you gonna call to your grandmas house and dust for prints when it’s gets burgled’ to ‘cops are a gang with a license from society they ab*se on the regular’.
Make him pay, sure. But the torture is unwarranted. Probably illegal too, depending on where this happened.
Might be a bit late, but I bar managed at a spot that was open for food until 3:30 (college area, late night food rushes were nuts), so we always had late night crowds.
We had a bricked in and gated dumpster/oil dump in the back, and as I was taking out some of the trash for the night (about 2:45) I opened up the gate to a drunk couple that closed down the bar going at it. He had her bent over holding onto the dumpster as they were going to town.
After the initial shock I told them I needed to throw the garbage bag away and the guy literally reached his hand through the gate and said he'd toss it. I was laughing so hard I just handed it to him. To his credit, he did toss it in the dumpster and they kept going at it.
Oh man here we go. This happened 15 years ago but it’s still burned in my mind.
2 guys come in, one just got out of jail. They were celebrating, drinking and eating. Now they clearly were hitting their limit so I politely cut them off at the bar. They get upset but go sit on the patio. I let the server know that I wasn’t going to serve them drinks as they were drunk. She agreed, BUT secretly poured them drinks while I was in the back swapping out kegs. It was caught on camera and the thing that saved my job and me getting jail time. I find out and cut them off with my manager asking them to leave. They throw a fit, threaten us, knock stuff off the table. My manager then calls the cops and lets them know. They get pissed but run out as one of them still has warrants, we found out after the incident. As they are backing out, they gas the truck hitting a curb and knocking the back end of the truck up. Picture a truck launching off a ramp backwards if that helps. Their bumper and tailgate end up smashing into a car that was coming in. The trucks back bumper hits the passenger side of the car, smashing the door and severing the arm of the woman in the passenger seat. Realizing what they did, the guys bail out and make a run for it. Poor girl was life flighted and the guys were caught trying to hitchhike a couple miles away. The waitress was fired and I got extremely lucky that I didn’t go to jail.
I had a drunk woman put her head down on the edge of the bar and throw up underneath. When we told her she had to leave she stood up, slipped on her own p*ke, slammed her head on granite bar top, and fell into her own mess. When she stood back up, she had a cartoonish sized knot on her forehead. She then smiled and asked I'm what I was doing later… I respectfully declined.
I’ve got hundreds of stories after bartending for 25ish years.. good times!
Hopefully she was put in an ambulance and sent to hospital to be checked out,
Not me, but a coworker.
A guy walked up to the bar and asked for a drink. He was visibly hammered so coworker said he was going to close the guys tab and get him a cab.
Drunk guy responded surprisingly well. Said “ok, I just need to go to the bathroom first and I’ll be back”
Like a god damn toddler, this guy drops his pants to the floor and just starts p**sing. Bartender screams “ARE YOU F*****G P**SING ON MY FLOOR?” And the dude sort of snaps into reality, looks horrified at his d**k, and just runs.
Ahhh the memories - On busy Saturday night a few years ago a middle aged couple was deep into making out at a high top table by the bar. No problem at all, fairly normal late at night. What isn’t normal was a couple of minutes into their high school parking lot make out session a very drunk dude stands up from his seat at the corner of the bar, turns around and whips out his d**k and starts p**sing on them thinking he was in the bathroom.
While most people would wonder to themselves “why is my leg getting soaked and everyone starting at us” and stop … they just kept going at it never missing a beat while the guy drained his bladder with a perfect p**s arch onto them. Bouncer comes over and doesn’t notice the dudes arch of p**s and almost walks into it. The shock and awe of what was happening caused him to freeze and let the guy finish while the couple were completely oblivious to what was going on. Needless to say, homeboy was arrested and I’m assuming the couple fought in the car as to who p**sed themselves.
Private party is going off, dude grabs a bottle, jumps up on top of the bar and starts going down the line pouring it into people's mouths. This goes fine until he plows his head the running ceiling fan above the bar which confuses him a bit and he steps back. Not to be deterred he goes for it again with the same result and after this happens a third time he notices everyone freaking out at the bar and realizes something is up. Turns out, every time he hits his head the fan deeply gashes his head, spraying blood all over the people at the bar. The party was a little less rowdy after that and dude ended up with some pretty nasty scars.
A dude got asked to leave so proceeded to dive on the floor, grab the bouncer by the ankles, and try bite a chunk outta his leg.
A pretty dodgy woman came in to the pokies room in our venue (gambling/slot machine equivalent that we have in Australia) and demanded for us to find an outlet for her to plug in her charger for her phone, so we found her a machine near an outlet and left her to her devices. Later one of our staff was waved down by another stressed patron who said that a woman was moaning in the pokies room - went in to find out she’d actually plugged in a vibrator and was going to town on herself in front of everyone.
A lightbulb fell out of the fitting, and hit a guy on the head. He thought someone had thrown it. A massive pub brawl ensued.
College bar in the 90s - Several drunk girls were getting in a heated debate on the proper way to give a guy a BJ. This went on for 20-30 minutes before one of the girls says “Here - I’ll show you”. She scans the bar for some random dude, and four drunk girls took random dude into the women’s room and locked the door.
My fellow bartender and I look at each other with a “No way they are doing this” look.
20 minutes later the door opens and the girls sit back in their seats and continue the discussion. Random guy walks out with everyone staring at him. Never seen a guy with a bigger smile on his face.
When I lived in Hell's Kitchen (NYC) I bartended at an Upper West Side restaurant that was a known hangout for members of the Serbian mafia. Often they had Croatian and Yugoslavian friends, and Russians as well – including regular visits by Russian cast members of *The Sopranos,* which was on the air at the time.
One night, the most vocal Serb patron was making thinly veiled, racist comments about an African-American customer sitting at the bar. I asked him to take it easy, telling him that wasn't okay. He proceeded to lose his gd mind, screaming obscenities and starting to throw rocks glasses at my head from across the room, as his compatriots tried to escort him out the door. I'm talking about the heavy type rocks glasses: like, if one had landed, it would've broken bones, because he was *throwing* them *hard* toward my head. I was ducking behind the bar each time he wound up to throw. It was insane.
The next afternoon, he walked in like usual, as if nothing had happened. He came up and smiled and said he is a "very passionate person," and he hoped I "could understand." I was not trying for a repeat of the previous night, so I nodded, and started pouring him his regular drink. He put a small paper packet on the bar and said, "so no hard feelings then." It was an eight-ball of almost uncut c**aine, on top of a $50 bill. I used the money to buy the AA patron a glass of Johnnie Walker Blue later that night.
That place was wild.
Former bouncer. I'm walking in to set up for the night and there's a group that's paid extra to get in before things are open. There's a guest of honor sitting in a chair and a giftwrapped box maybe the size of a large microwave on the floor maybe 10 feet in front of him. I paused to watch, and a little person jumped up from under the box throwing it aside and then proceeded to strip while giving the guest of honor a lap dance. I shake my head and continue setting other stuff up.
10 minutes later I'm headed outside to help set up the door and the event is still going on. One of my coworkers walks up to the door and I say "Dude, Tommy, go inside quick, you gotta see what's going on." Tommy rushes in, and comes back out 5 minutes later saying "Damnit Fox, I can't unsee that...".
Oh I have a good one!
It was a Monday night, shortly before Covid. I’m working alone on a normally sleepy shift, maybe 30 or so people expected at a maximum. Suddenly, 50 people walk in at the same time. They order 50 shots of tequila and 50 shots of brandy. Seems to be a celebration of life, so I oblige. Takes about 20 minutes to get thru the round since I don’t have 100 shot glasses, even with backups I only have about 35.
Things start to get a little rowdier. Most of the regulars clear out. Theres some increased general volume and some shouting between two groups of people. I tell them to cool it or I’m done serving, which elicits a response that “I just don’t know how people talk to each other” and I’m misreading the tone.
I assure them that I’ve seen people talk this way after consuming alcohol, and it doesn’t usually end peacefully. The shouting continues. At this point I shut down the bar. No more drinks will be sold tonight.
The desired effect was that everyone would leave, but it had the opposite effect. The crowd got rowdier, and eventually a punch got thrown. I sighed, put down the rack of clean dishes I was carrying, and made my way to the phone to call the cops. The scuffle started a fight that eventually ballooned into 25-30 people in a knock down drag out western movie style bar fight. I am not exaggerating when I say I saw the following things:
-five or six different groups of people fighting
-a man picked up a bar stool with one hand and windmill swung it before releasing it. It hit someone in the head.
-another man picked up a person and smashed them down onto a table
-someone broke their leg
-multiple pint glasses were thrown
By the time the cops got in the door, 90% of the people were gone. The only ones left were the people that either couldn’t leave because they were too injured (see bar stool to head guy and broken leg guy) or the few regulars that were keeping their distance in the other bar area. Nothing ever came of it, despite knowing the identity of several (found a couple wallets, cops knew of one of the people based on footage).
Blood everywhere. Bar completely ransacked. The owner came down and we just had a beer in the middle of the destroyed bar after everyone left, and then cleaned it all up. There’s still a long scuff on the floor where a table was shoved. Nothing that bad has ever happened there again.
I was bartending and this guy came in and said he had just drove 19 hours from his hometown to move to Colorado and was going to get the name of the first person he met tattooed on him. I was the first person he met and he told me he was going to do this and I thought he was joking. He came back the next day with my name tattooed on his arm.
Was a bartender for 4 years is a sports bar very close to a college football stadium. A year in, owner starts recruiting bouncers from local tough guy competitions. He hired Randy. Randy was about 180 sopping wet (80kg for everyone else), clean shaven, good looking, could have been a model. Calmest bouncer I've ever met...until s**t was going down. Dressed up in a turtle neck and a vest, total teddy bear to everyone. Turns out he was a champion wrestler and a judoka. It was amazing at the size of the people he could dominate. One time a group of what looked like ex jocks come in in opposing teams colors before a game and start being a******s to everyone. Randy strolls up, looking like the manager, asks them to leave immediately. Of course, "what are you going to do about it" follows and Randy replies "Your being asked to leave immediately". One guy gets up in his face and I was surprised how quickly the 3 main guys were out the door, in various states of distress.
Not a bartender but at a club and longish story that will probably need to be split. College Christmas party(mostly 18 to 21), the club had a 2000 capacity but there was close to double that night. Ground floor had a big dance floor but also a stage for live events, top floor had a smaller dance floor because most of it was a large surround balcony that overlooked the stage. DJ cuts the music to get everyone attentions and announces a competition, two weeks all expenses paid vacation to somewhere warm with a beach. "Can we have 3 couples on the stage" up get that couple, the really good looking perfect pair, everyone cheered, then 2 girls, the guys went wild this was the 80's pre-internet so forbidden and erotic, then a second couple got up and not wanting to sound unkind, I'll call them the odd couple and all you could hear was tumble weed. "Round one" say the DJ "Lets see you get hot and heavy with your partner" lot's of kissing and the crowd goes wild. Cont.....
2.... "on to the scores let hear the roars" say the DJ "Beauty and her Beast" the crowd cheered, and for the Lovely Ladies "the men whooping" and "Couple No 3" silence. " Couple No 1 takes an early lead" say the DJ " but lets take it up a notch, swap clothes with your partner. "Good looking guy take off his jacket and shirt beauty puts it on then slips out of her dress underneath handing it to him, it's way too small so he drapes it over his bare chiselled chest but still has his trousers on. The Girls strip to underwear and swap clothes and the Odd couple are much the same as couple 1. Scores again, 1 cheer, 2 roar and 3 crickets chirping. "I think the Girls win round 2 making them neck and neck with couple 1. For our 3rd and final round, show me why you are the winning couple" Couple 1 lots of kissing, couple 2 get really hot and heavy and couple 3 stand there for a few second then she drops to her knees, unzips his trousers and goes for it. Cont...
Load More Replies...Was a bartender for 4 years is a sports bar very close to a college football stadium. A year in, owner starts recruiting bouncers from local tough guy competitions. He hired Randy. Randy was about 180 sopping wet (80kg for everyone else), clean shaven, good looking, could have been a model. Calmest bouncer I've ever met...until s**t was going down. Dressed up in a turtle neck and a vest, total teddy bear to everyone. Turns out he was a champion wrestler and a judoka. It was amazing at the size of the people he could dominate. One time a group of what looked like ex jocks come in in opposing teams colors before a game and start being a******s to everyone. Randy strolls up, looking like the manager, asks them to leave immediately. Of course, "what are you going to do about it" follows and Randy replies "Your being asked to leave immediately". One guy gets up in his face and I was surprised how quickly the 3 main guys were out the door, in various states of distress.
Not a bartender but at a club and longish story that will probably need to be split. College Christmas party(mostly 18 to 21), the club had a 2000 capacity but there was close to double that night. Ground floor had a big dance floor but also a stage for live events, top floor had a smaller dance floor because most of it was a large surround balcony that overlooked the stage. DJ cuts the music to get everyone attentions and announces a competition, two weeks all expenses paid vacation to somewhere warm with a beach. "Can we have 3 couples on the stage" up get that couple, the really good looking perfect pair, everyone cheered, then 2 girls, the guys went wild this was the 80's pre-internet so forbidden and erotic, then a second couple got up and not wanting to sound unkind, I'll call them the odd couple and all you could hear was tumble weed. "Round one" say the DJ "Lets see you get hot and heavy with your partner" lot's of kissing and the crowd goes wild. Cont.....
2.... "on to the scores let hear the roars" say the DJ "Beauty and her Beast" the crowd cheered, and for the Lovely Ladies "the men whooping" and "Couple No 3" silence. " Couple No 1 takes an early lead" say the DJ " but lets take it up a notch, swap clothes with your partner. "Good looking guy take off his jacket and shirt beauty puts it on then slips out of her dress underneath handing it to him, it's way too small so he drapes it over his bare chiselled chest but still has his trousers on. The Girls strip to underwear and swap clothes and the Odd couple are much the same as couple 1. Scores again, 1 cheer, 2 roar and 3 crickets chirping. "I think the Girls win round 2 making them neck and neck with couple 1. For our 3rd and final round, show me why you are the winning couple" Couple 1 lots of kissing, couple 2 get really hot and heavy and couple 3 stand there for a few second then she drops to her knees, unzips his trousers and goes for it. Cont...
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