Quick FR notes.

I was at a bar talking to a mixed 6-8 set that I opened. One of the AFC's of the group was way way way too fucked up. Two huge cartoon like WWF wrestling looking characters walked into the bar and this AFC put his hands around his mouth and screamed at the top of his lungs "FUCK YOU! NO, NO.. YOU! YES YOU! FUUUUCK YOU!" This AFC was pretty much blacked out drunk.

The one GIANT smiled, turned to his friend, pointed at me and the AFC, and came charging to the table. I got very nervous and reminded myself that I am not apart of these people, they are only a set I opened. So I decided to not move an inch until the moment I felt like I would be put in danger. Physical Intimidation is something I have been working on lately since it is a weak point for me.

They charged over, got inches from his face and said "ME?? FUCK ME?? OR FUCK HIM? WHICH ONE? COME ON LETS GO OUTSIDE!" He was literally touching nose to nose with the AFC and turning red with sweat beading from his forehead with the right side of his face inches from mine. He clearly knew that this AFC was fucked up but wanted to fight him for fun, and wanted to prove himself to an easy target. I recognized my fear when they charged up to the table and still had not moved a muscle. Staying 100% neutral. Not showing any signs of aggression, or any signs of being afraid, just neutral.

The AFC had snuck in his own plastic cup with a very strong drink into the bar. The AMOG grabbed it, chugged the entire thing in seconds, and slammed it down on the table in front of us while crushing it in his hand. (it had to be something like 80% vodka and 20% mixer just from the smell of it). He put his face right back into the AFC's and was now breathing very heavily after downing the drink. He glanced back at his buddy who was smiling, grabbed the AFC by the front of his shirt and I still without moving closer or away said the next thing that came to mind, very apologetically with no hint at sarcasm or that I was bluffing.

It was sincere and with just a little bit of pity, like how you would point out to a younger brother that he had just pissed himself on accident. "Dude... you just drank that kid's roofie drink. He was bragging all night that he was going to get really fucked up so he put a roofie in his drink and that's why he brought it in with him..." I looked at him with the biggest puppy eyes I'm sorry for you face I've ever had as he slowly looked at me.

His face turned from pure rage and violence to sheer terror. He flipped out. "Whatt? Whatt? OH my god what the fuck! What the Fuck? I've never taken a roofie before!" and started panicking, instantly breaking his hard-on to beat the AFC's face in. He Bolted straight for bathroom pushing and knocking over everyone in his path while his friend followed him.

I left the bar immediately. This could have gone really bad. But it does go to show you that you can pull anyone out of state if played right.