Against the Grain by David Parsons - HTML preview

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Oh sweet revenge.

First published – Mar 28 2007.

Back again,

Lets talk some revenge, this ones from when I was a young fella.

I would have been maybe 18 or so, it was back in 98 before we partied like it really was 99 (damn that was a lame joke lol but so lame its funny so I‟ll leave it in).

I was out on the town with my mates drinking and experimenting with ecstasy for the first time.

My memory of the evening is pretty hazy in parts so I don‟t know why I left the club on my own but I wandered outside and walked along the front of Civic along the club strip for some reason.

Next thing I recall is drinking in the carpark across the street from Mooseheads night club in Canberra with a couple of young ladies, doing my thing and generally enjoying the evening.

After a while we walked back across from the carpark to the front of Mooseheads and the ladies and I were just standing there chatting and having a laugh when a group of lads came around the corner acting all rowdy and hard.

One of the lads calls out to the chicks I with something along the lines of "what the fuck are you doing with that dickhead" and how they should go with them.

Im not sure but I expect the e and beer may have made my next decision but I moseyed on over and slugged the culprit in the jaw.

I had just seen my fist connect with his face when I felt 2 or 3 fists hit mine and guys start grabbing at me left right and centre.

The next couple minutes is even more hazy I just remember spinning around and getting belted countless times and picked up and thrown into a big shop front window which luckily didn‟t break.

As I hit the window and took a few hits my mates came round the corner and the dickheads stopped beating the F**k out of me.

I had a pretty swollen head, a broken nose and blood all over me.

We gathered together and looked around but couldn‟t find the guys that night and we cruised back to my apartment for some pipes.

It wasn‟t over yet though, not that easily!!

I mentioned the new millennium earlier and weeks or months after that went down I met up at a club in Civic with a heap of the lads and our girls for a big night out.

Drunk, coked up and celebrating I didn‟t really notice who was around in the club other than my people but mid way through the evening my sister Hayley nudged me and pointed out 2 guys seated at a table right in the middle of the club.

Talk about amazing luck, it was the guy that had called out that smart ass comment a year and a half earlier and one of the dudes that helped flog me!!

I had been waiting a while so I leaned over to my good mate Tony P (R.I.P) and let him know what was up and then I headed for my targets.

I moved to the table pretty quick and didn‟t even let the cheeky bastard stand up.

I just lay hit after hit into his mug.

As I pummelled him into the corner of the table against the bench his mate stood up to help out and as I looked up my mate Tony P did what I can only describe as a super man dive and took this lad out.

After Tone did that the place erupted in to an all in and after revenge had been taken we were ushered out the back door by the owner of the club before the cops could get there.

We gave those two a fairly evil beating and as we left I could see the girls stomping them with high heels as they walked by.

Apparently it took a decent while before they recovered.

Im not into violence n all that but I gotta say that was a good feeling, I had to wait a while but so the saying goes "revenge is a dish best served cold"

I say especially if your the chef..lol

Back soon.