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Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.

(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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Club Araoz, Buenos Aires
Club Araoz was famous amongst the foreign (mostly American) students at the Universidad de Buenos Aires for having a relatively decent hip-hop night. I'm not a great fan of hip-hop, but at the time I was dating an American girl who was, so that meant that every Thursday night I was dragged to a battered looking building to enjoy myself watching Argentine breakdancers and dancing, after a fashion, to hip-hop.

One Thursday we all piled up there and got in. The Australian guy we were friends with disappeared and shortly afterwards came back with a cricket ball sized chunk of cocaine. The American frat boy students went wild and spent the rest of the night with their eyes on stalks. My girlfriend and I stuck to vodka.

Anyway, this Argentine guy came up and started hitting on my girlfriend, I politely made it clear that she was with me, but his friends were watching so he started to make a big deal out of things. He was about 5ft 2, I'm a shade under 6t 6. After a certain amount of swearing in Spanish and English he buggered off and the girlfriend and I toddled back to the bar to get more drinks.

She then decided she wanted to dance again, whereas I didn't, so I leant over the railing holding my drink, entering into a semi-conscious drunk reverie whilst watching my lady gyrate most pleasingly.

The next thing I remember I a sharp pain in my arse and dropping my drink. The Argentine guy from earlier on had decided to get revenge, and being on god knows what concoction of drugs had spotted me leaning over and had reached down the back of my trousers and jammed his finger into my arse.

I was, to say the least, a little shocked by this, as was he when I punched him in the face seconds before the bouncers got to him and kicked the living shit out of him all the way to the door.

On the bright side I did get free drinks that night and free entry for me and my girlfriend for the next few times we went.

Not entirely sure it was worth it though.

Length? Enough to hurt.
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 1:43, 3 replies)
Fuck me...
That's a fucking harsh way to get free drinks, mate - errr, well done???

Great post! Cheers!
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 1:55, closed)
Hate to say it...
...but you've gotta take the rough with the smooth
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 2:23, closed)
yeah
fuck aggressive cokeheads
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 22:17, closed)

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