It was some time in the mid to late 80's. Me and some friends had a cooler filled with Milk, Vodka, and Kahlúaj. We went to Great Woods, now known as The Tweeter Center. We were drinking White Russians out of 22 oz. plastic cups.
On the way out walking through the parking lot singing Sussudio and I bumped into a guy and said, "Sorry about that."
He started saying something "beefy" like he wanted to FIGH me and his girlfriend said to him, "Donald, don't...."
I quickly turned around and said, "Yeah Donald, listen to your girlfriend. DON'T!"
Next thing I understand is I was knocked on my ASS by this guy. I was also told that he knocked me down, and in a single "ninja like" motion I was back standing after kicking him in the chest. I can't remember any of that, not sure if it was me blacking out due to DANGER or the knock I took on my head.
At that point, I guess we were both pretty stunned. I was chest to chest with him yelling (censored) YOU over and over in his FACE. It was a perfect time for him to drop me again, but I guess I caught him well and solid enough that he decided not to try it again.
I went home, and the next day I felt like I got hit by a truck. My elbows, back and parts of my skull had hit the pavement pretty well.
-=The End=-
Originally posted by PhlabibitAnd the point of the story was that you were the toughest (or perhaps the second toughest) guy singing sussudio in the parking lot of that Phil Collins concert?
It was some time in the mid to late 80's. Me and some friends had a cooler filled with Milk, Vodka, and Kahlúaj. We went to Great Woods, now known as The Tweeter Center. We were drinking White Russians out of 22 oz. plastic cups.
On the way out walking through the parking lot singing Sussudio and I bumped into a guy and said, "Sorry about that."
...[text shortened]... lbows, back and parts of my skull had hit the pavement pretty well.
-=The End=-
Originally posted by PhlabibitGreat story!
It was some time in the mid to late 80's. Me and some friends had a cooler filled with Milk, Vodka, and Kahlúaj. We went to Great Woods, now known as The Tweeter Center. We were drinking White Russians out of 22 oz. plastic cups.
On the way out walking through the parking lot singing Sussudio and I bumped into a guy and said, "Sorry about that."
...[text shortened]... lbows, back and parts of my skull had hit the pavement pretty well.
-=The End=-
Could it be the "Donald" was none other than Donald Myrink, who played saxophone for the Phenix Horns, who toured with Genesis many times, and the same Donald Myrink who played horns on the studio release of none other than "Sussudio," the very song you were singing?!? Toe-to-toe with the Sax Man. Yeah!
Originally posted by Doctor RatOH MY GOD! All he had to say was "Don't ruin MY SONG!"
Great story!
Could it be the "Donald" was none other than Donald Myrink, who played saxophone for the Phenix Horns, who toured with Genesis many times, and the same Donald Myrink who played horns on the studio release of none other than "Sussudio," the very song you were singing?!? Toe-to-toe with the Sax Man. Yeah!
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Originally posted by PhlabibitAre all your dreams like this?
It was some time in the mid to late 80's. Me and some friends had a cooler filled with Milk, Vodka, and Kahlúaj. We went to Great Woods, now known as The Tweeter Center. We were drinking White Russians out of 22 oz. plastic cups.
On the way out walking through the parking lot singing Sussudio and I bumped into a guy and said, "Sorry about that."
...[text shortened]... lbows, back and parts of my skull had hit the pavement pretty well.
-=The End=-