I originally wanted to try a flaming shot for the first time, but the bar didn't have 151. To make up for it I got punched in the face instead. After leaving the bar, some South Jersey toolbags started yapping at me about my North Penn jacket and how my alma mater sucked. I didn't care but my friend wouldn't let them say such hurtful things about his boy's high school! Words were exchanged, then my buddy flicked his cigarette at one of the other guys and hit him in the middle of his forehead. Punches were thrown, wrestling, kicking, and noogies ensued while I tried to break the embarrassment up. During this process somebody from their jerzey krew punched me right between my eyes, knocking my glasses off and putting a gash across the bridge of my nose. Thankfully my glasses remained in one piece, as did my face, and I didn't have any bruises or black eyes the next morning...just a stronger hatred for wannabe guido jersey trash.
Sucker punched, check.
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