This story takes place in Vicksburg, MS in 1998... maybe early 99..
The cast is bigger than previous stories, so hopefully I can set it up well enough for ya’ll to accurately visualize the events..
Ok, so it is Friday night In The small town of Vicksburg, MS. Myself and 5 other guys and 3 girls are all out kicking it in my best friend Joeys early
90’s blazer .. which was unmarked and he would claim was a Tahoe..and which we would always make fun of him for.. lol
Well, we decide to go to this red neck bar called Lucy’s .. there were only 2 bars in town, Lucy’s where a mainly red neck crowd hung out and
Daquari World, a mainstream joint where, I kid you not they served alcohol out of a drive through window, with the straw already in your cup..
Well we pull into Lucy’s and start drinking.. It’s Friday night so the place is packed.. maybe 100 people or so. We are there for an hour or so
and by that time everyone has a pretty decent buzz going. When a couple of the bars red neck regulars find out the 3 girls I’m with have some
obscure beef with a few of the local redneck ladies..
The 3 girls with me from oldest to youngest are Pam, Rachel and Wendy..
All 3 are sisters and very attractive, but definitely fighter chics..
Well the red neck regular starts running back and forth between the 2 groups of girls attempting to get stuff started and sooner or later , he
succeeds and the girls go out side to square off. Leading to the bar emptying out to watch the girls go at it.
Outside the 3 sisters square off with the 3 representatives of the red neck bar. Their opponents are ; Mandy also attractive and has a mean reputation
for being a fighter chic herself, and 2 over weight girls I went to school with, but hadn’t seen in years..
The 2 groups of girls charge each other and tie up..
With Pam and Rachel the older sisters grabbing ahold of the 2 over weight girls and Mandy , their teams best fighter locking horns with the younger,
smaller sister Wendy..
Well Pam and Rachel start just man handling the 2 over weight girls.. Pam at one point had her opponent on her knees by the hair repeatedly banging
her head into a near by car door.. now the girl had her hands up blocking most of the damage, but it looked really good!
Wendy, on the other hand , (our smallest combatant) was not faring so well against Mandy (their only real fighter chic). So Mandy is manhandling her
pretty well. She has her down and is kinda wailing o her.. mainly grazing blows, but still losing handily.
But I feel like my team is winning 2 out of 3 , SO I AM LOVING IT!!
Well Freddy was one of the 6 guys with our group and was dating Wendy. So he decides he needs to intervene and stop the beating his girlfriend friend
He pushes his way through the crowd , because at this point the bar is empty since everyone was outside watching the girl fight. Then grabs mandy
around the waist and starts to pull her off of his girlfriend.
Well, Mandy is a regular at this bar, so of course she has more than one family member in attendance. So her cousin a “ Bug” (I didn’t name him
lol) charges out of the crowd after him and shoves him off Mandy..
Freddy and Bug bow up to each other and start exchanging “Muther F’er I’ll kill you”’s.
Well Freddy hesitates and Bug doesn’t, and he just flattens old Freddy with one of those super square shots you take while standing still.
As soon as Bug and Freddy started to bow up to each other, I started maneuvering to put myself behind Bug to aid Freddy if necessary. So when Bug Lays
Freddy out i instantly sling the basically empty beer bottle I’m holding directly into the back of his head.. I release it just a couple inches from
my target and IT DOESN’T BREAK. It bounces off with a audible thud and Bug goes down.... followed by me half drunk and swinging..
I doubt I do any damage with the barrage after the beer bottle, but I’m on top of him when I’m hoisted up from behind and thrown into the wall of
the bar by a short but VERY stocky Mexican named Chico.
He pushes me into the wall and says “Y’all need to get out of here..”
To which I reply “ I already know..” because this isn’t “our” bar..
This is not my groups home turf.. this is the red neck crowd’s home turf..
He releases me and I set about getting all my friends back into the blazer before the crowd starts to turn on us..
I get almost everyone in the blazer, myself included , when I realize Freddy isn’t there..
So I get back out of the Blazer solo to retrieve him.. I find him right off the bat and push him into the vehicle and start climbing in myself..
I remember he yells at me when he first sees me , still both half dazed and half drunk, “ where the hell were you at??” Him not seeing much of
what happened after he got rocked..
I think I tell him something like “ oh I did, now get your F’h @$$ I the car...”
I’m about halfway in the Blazer door when apparently Chico, the stocky Mexican realized that was his best friend I had hit in the head with the beer
bottle (causing 12 stitches) and bum rushes me half way in the door..
He crash’s Into the door like a football player and just crush’s me between the door and the blazer.. he then steps back and I tumble out of the
blazer into the ground.. dazed from being crushed in the door. Then Chico instantly goes down on top of me.
He grabs me in a headlock and starts punching me in the top of the head and I start swinging up at him from a super uncomfortable angle..
Neither of us doing any damage since he is hitting me in the top of the head and I have zero momentum from the angle I am swinging at..
Somewhere in the mix, apparently all the drunk rednecks decide “FREE LICKS ON THE TRESPASSERS! “ and that they no longer want to be left out of
all the fun.. so they all start circling and creeping in closer and closer to see if they can get a few shots in as well.
After seeing me get crushed in the door and go down, and I’m sure seeing the bloodthirsty mob outside to watch the girl fight, swap all attention to
us , Joey jumps out of the drivers seat and soccer kicks ole Chico dead square in the forehead ending our stalemate and knocking him off the top of
Then one of the mob hits Joey..
Followed by another of our 4 comrades climbing out of the blazer and starts swinging on the person attacking Joey..
Followed by another person from the crowd stepping forward and swinging on him..
Followed by Freddy , his senses returned taking on that person..
Within a couple seconds it was the 6 of us with our backs to the blazer in a semi-circle swinging at anyone who came close. With I’m guessing 60+
drunk rednecks all wanting free licks swinging at any of us that made the mistake of getting within their punching range..
How we all got back in the Blazer is fuzzy, but we pulled out of Lucy’s with dozens of drunk rednecks rocking the blazer by pushing on each side and
then a trail of 8 vehicles that followed us a few miles down the road before ending the chase..
When all was said and done I was super happy with it all.. All of my friends had gotten out of the blazer knowing we had zero chance of winning
against the army of drunk red necks before us.. everyone there had to know they were getting out of that blazer to carry an @$$ whooping to protect a
buddy, and they all still came anyway..
All in all, we faired pretty well.. Freddy had a black eye from being leveled , I had a bunch of knots on my head