Cogs can think.

I’m happy I hadn’t been drinking all that much tonight. Else, two people, and maybe three if you’d include me, would’ve ended up in the hospital.

Some waste of human meat felt the urge to start a barfight tonight. Me and Marcel were walking back to our group, after having a walk around or something, but some guy didn’t want to move his hand, which rested between his body and a table, out of the way so we could pass. So, I looked at him with one of my more arrogant faces, and asked him to move his hand. He refused to. Some girls on the other side of the table also shouted “move your hand!” He still didn’t. I kept looking at him. However, the guy’s attention was drawn towards Marcel.

Marcel got annoyed, and also asked him to remove his hand. A rather unfriendly exchange of words followed. I was getting really issed off, which isn’t a very good state to be in, if you’re next to me. I’m small, but when I’m pissed off, I can take on anyone. But, I hadn’t been drinking all that much, so I kept my cool, and swallowed my rather big pride.

The next thing I know, he pushed Marcel. Immediately, one of the not-moving-arm-guy’s fat, ugly friends grabbed Macel by the throat. And at that point I was getting ready to fight.

You see, Marcel is from the Royal Militairy Acadamy. You don’t fcuk with guys from that Acadamy. So, my next thought was, Marcel’s gonna break that guy into three pieces and wrap him around a table

Luckily, Marcel also kept his cool, for some unknown reason. I also regained my senses, and instead of taking on that fat guy (which I would’ve lost anyway), I tried to pull them apart, and kind of succeeded. I tried to calm Marcel down, succeeded, and we took a minor detour.

Marcel was furious. If we wouldn’t've drawn him towards the exit of the bar, he would’ve surely broken those guys’ necks, there is no doubt in my mind about that. If I had been drinking in my usual way, I wouldn’t've kept my cool at all.

So, those guys got lucky. If only one of them would’ve layed a finger on me, Marcel, a long-time friend, would’ve sent them to the hospital.

I’ve never had an experience like this before :/. What the fcuk happened to the Chrsitmas spirit, for Christ’s sake?