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Bouncer gives a guy a wedgie
If there was one part of his job as a club bouncer that Patrick hated, it was closing time. It wouldn’t fail, at 3AM each morning there would be some drunken ** who decided they didn’t want to leave…and it was Patrick’s job to make sure they did.“Weekends were especially difficult and tonight was no different. It was just past three on a Saturday morning. The owner had started turning some of the lights on and had just made the announcement for everyone to leave. Patrick eyed the room until he saw who was going to be his trouble for the day. A young guy, probably in his mid-twenties was currently slouched across the half-wall that divided the dance floor from the sitting area. Everything about him screamed entitled, each piece of clothing that he wore probably cost more than Patrick made in a week.
Right now it looked like the guy was trying not to throw up as he hit on a pair of girls that were trying to leave and were clearly not interested in him. Patrick sighed as he walked over behind the man, rolling his eyes as the patron’s shirt lifted up a bit, revealing his crisp, white designer underwear
Alright fella, time to go” Patrick said, placing a hand on the man’s shoulder.
“H-hey…back off!” the man slurred as he flung his arm back, connecting with the side of Patrick’s head. Patrick had to mentally count to ten to resist knocking this guy out right there. “Come on man, bar’s closing, time to go home.”
The man slouched down even further on the half-wall, “and what if I don’t go?Growling at the fact that this was becoming harder than he’d hoped it would be, Patrick decided to play the tough cop for a bit. He reached into the man’s designer jeans and pulled out a large amount of his underwear. The man yelped and cried out as almost all of his underwear now stood above his waist.
“Now I’m going to give you ten seconds to get out of here before I turn these fancy undies into a hat for you, got it?” Patrick said, jerking the tightie whities out so far that it now looked like the man was wearing an oversized thong, got it?” Patrick said, jerking the tightie whities out so far that it now looked like the man was wearing an oversized thong.
“G-got it!” the man squeaked out as Patrick pushed him towards the door. The man stumbled a bit before running out of the club, his wedgie still in place and visible to everyone that could see him.
Patrick smiled as he watched the man flee, maybe his job wasn’t so bad afterall.
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