right so my hangover is finally starting to ease up and I spent most of today in bed
one of my best buds ended up hitting on She-Hulk. Green body paint, we're talking perfect b/h/w, DDs, thin waist, comic book proportions in real life.
She actually responded positively until this GIGANTIC bald dude, looked like Sagat from Street Fighter, comes storming up and starts fingering my bud in the chest, saying "SHE'S MINE, ASSHOLE"
well, my bud's drunk, relatively big (used to football in HS) and extremely cocky when he's SOBER, so he smugs off "She wasn't complaining."
Bald dude just hauls off and clocks him in the side of the head. Buddy reels, recovers, and the fight is on. Soon some of bald guy's buds join in and, well, I have to stand up for my friends, so I have to wade in and I grab a tall guy about to jump on my friend from behind. I'm hardly a trained brawler but my group of friends have been together since high school and we've watched each other's backs. Tall guy starts swinging at me, my glasses go flying but I'm still able to see him and I'm big and heavy enough to grapple and just tackle him to the ground.
Long story short I kept Tall guy pinned, took a few blows to the gut from some little ratboy who kept kicking, probably bruised a few ribs but I managed to keep him off my bud's back while he and Sagat fought. Eventually Sagat got arrested because he kept on whaling on my friend after he was already down and witnesses said he was clearly out of control and struck first.
Turns out girl WASN'T his girlfriend and just someone he knew, so I guess baldy was mad his mojo was being cockblocked.
Somehow my bud managed to stand up and I guess this impressed Hulk girl and she gave my bud her number, so all in all it was a fun night being a Saint Patrick's Day wingman even though I puked green all day today.