"Suck my balls bitch," yells a drunk Emory college kid at Maggie's on a
Friday night. He then proceeded to jump another kid before the bouncers got to
him. The Asian bouncer put the kid in a choke hold around the throat and put him
out on the sidewalk.
I guarded my pitcher of Bud Light for fear that the table would get bumped in
the melee. The kid's award winning line was a hit with our group of five gays.
Sucking balls are not the words of a fighter but a lover where we come from.
Maggie's was the ending of a night that included Heretic and Jungle.
Fun times. Wasted Times.