I think it was July 4th. I had never been to a bar or a night club. I was 21 years old. My roommate at the time wanted to go out because he had never been out to a club or bar either. He invited one of his work friends to come along. For some reason they really want us to bring some female friends with us. They didn't have any so I invited two of my friends. It was all planned that we would meet up at 9pm at our apartment. That's how we planned it but it did not turn out like that at all.When I got off work I went straight home to take a nap, in the middle of my nap I get awaken by someone banging on the front door yelling. My bedroom was up front and I had a good view of the front door. It's a tall skinny black man and a muscular white man at the door. Both of them were all dirty and bloody like they just survived a scarey movie.I go to the front door and realized the skinny black man was yelling my roommate's name. I went and got my roommate and he let them in. Said it was a childhood friend. They came in and told us this long story about going to a cookout with a bunch of Mexican people and they got jealous that they were talking to their women. They said they got so jealous that they chased them with baseball bats and machetes. At the end of the long story he says that he brother got left behind. LEFT BEHIND! He left his own brother.My roomate drove them around to look for his brother.When they found the brother, he was in a field shoeless and all dirty and bloody.My roommate drove them home.I didn't believe the story at all.I don't believe they were at a cookout. I believe they were having some kind of illegal transaction with someone and it went wrong. By the time my roommate got done dealing with them it was pass 7pm. We had to rush to get ready so we could pick his friend up from work. We pick his friend Phil up from work and go to his house.He was living with his parents. His dad was a retired detective and I don't know about his mom.What I do know about his mom was that she was infatuated with elephants and she had bright orange dreadlocks that looked like cheese puffs. She had elphant statues, rugs, lamps, pictures and more. One of the creepiest houses I ever been in.After that we had to take Phil to the mechanics where he had this car his uncle gave him for free. We finally pick up my two female friends and were off to a club downtown. When we get there its packed, the line is down the street, there's a radio station outside broadcasting live. I remember the radio person kept screaming to the ladies I was with to lift up there shirts.It was weird.We get to the front of the line and the bouncer tells us that all me must have shirts with collars, no tshirts allowed.We went all the way back home to change shirts and came back.When we finally get in its packed wall to wall. Since my roommate and I both had never been to a club we were mainly spectators, but Phil was out on the dance floor going crazy.Crazy enough to get into an altercation with a group of like 10 people.They chased him out the club and across the street.Phil looks like sonic the hedgehog and he's fast too because they couldn't catch him. The 10 guys got kicked out and Phil got to go back in.At some point in the night we saw this guy get choke slammed.The bouncer grabbed the guy by the throat,slammed him against the wall,picked him up and slammed him on the hard concrete ground.Knocked him out.They didn't call paramedics.They just splashed water on his face and carried him out the club to the sidewalk. When he get outside he starts talking trash to the bouncer, then he turns his attention and us!Because we were leaving the club.He put his arm around phil asked what he was looking.Phil got scared and I had to take up for him.This night showed me who Phil was. The rest of the night was wild. Phil's new old free car broke down, my roommates tires literally snapped off the front of his car,my female friends started acting crazy. A long night.
