I was in a strip bar last night when a lesbian (thought she was a man) sat down at the bar next to me. Sipping my beer, I looked over and couldn't help but stare, because I wasn't sure what to make of it. Anyway, some words were exchanged and she threw a punch. Before I knew what was happening, we were in a full-swing fight. She hit me with a chair and we soon found ourselves on the floor. I had to hit her on the head with a beer bottle to get her off me. I'm not sure who won the fight because the bouncers broke it up before it was over. So, I'm nursing a black eye right now and thinking to myself: damn, she put up a hell of a good fight. :2thumbsup:
Yeah, I got into a fight with a lesbian once in the grocery store when she tried to steal my cucumber. She was ferocious. A pineapple makes a pretty good weapon when wielded correctly. I've still got some scars.
Haha this seems to be a thing! :rofl: A close friend of mine told me he had to move out of the bar the other night because a butchy lesbian with huge muscles swung at a guy.