Yeah, dude was drunk and talking shit trying to impress his girl about how his dad ran this town, told me he hated my stanced car and even made fun of the euro fit of my bespoke suit so I open hand slapped him with a left (my drink was in my right) and somehow it knocked him out cold. He dropped, like, his whole daquiri. Then I got a victory hummer from his girl behind the dumpsters in the alley while he slept it off.
I dunno, figured I'd /claim it here. Not sure why.
