Once Bitten....

So last night I am at a local watering hole on the Hill minding my own business enjoying dinner and drinks with friends when this fat chick tries to squeeze in and get a drink. No problem, she was rude and I make as much room as possible to allow someone of her girth to get in.

Then I feel her rub up against me. I pay this no mind since she looks like she swallowed 3 small children prior to coming into the bar. Next thing I know, I feel a sharp pain on my back.

I jump off the bar and look at her and she smiles revealing a rack of braces and licking her lips.

I shout in the middle of the bar (interesting enough frequented by many well to do real estate agents, congressmen, and congressional aides) WTF?!!? you just bit me you fat bi**h.

At this point my boyfriend begins to cuss her out while the bartender ( a good friend) grabs the owner and has the Hungry, Hungry Hippo thrown out.

Luckily for me the skin was not broken so I shrugged it off since she had been tossed while I was in bathroom surveying the damage.

Luckily for her I think before I strike else she would still be in the hospital having her braces surgically removed from the back of her throat and mouth, and pooing out teeth.

Morale of the story, there is none, just its never a dull moment when your with me out at the bars.... *evil grin*

Cheers.