Man on Friday and Saturday nights, me people in our building would open the windows and just look out on the street. Shit was better than anything on TV.
I saw this one girl get into an argument with three dudes at the pizza joint next door and tell them her man was gonna come kick their asses. Needless to say, ol boy tried to look like a man in his girl's eyes, went over to the three dudes and promptly got a bottle bust over his head. He was laying on the ground with blood leaking out and his girl screaming.
One night, two completely drunk dudes were going at it toe to toe, after 12 rounds, we had to go to Harold Lederman and the Compubox numbers:
Okay Jim...
Drunk dude 1:
200 power shots thrown
0 power shots connected
0 percent
Drunk dude 2
145 power shots thrown
0 power shots connected
0 percent
DRAW
Man, it used to be WILD outside the Palladium

