So tonight me and my American buddy went out to Haide club to check out the action?
The Haide club is a huge 5 story entertainment center/brothel in the center of town that is purportedly owned and operated by the ?Hei bang? or Chinese Mafia. The ground floor is a bath house, the first is a bowling alley/arcade, the second a disco/bar where you can find a girl and take her to up to the 3rd and 4th where there are private KTV rooms with beds and large leather couches.
Anyway, I go there for the disco, I swear!
So me and my yank friend arrived at Haide at around 12, the disco was just closing, we met some Russian dancers, got their numbers and sat down. The night seemed to be going pretty swell untill this big drunk ass starts yelling about how he hates foreigners and wants to kill them all. My American friend didnt want to stick around for the fun, so It was up to me alone to defend the honour of whiteys everywhere and to proceed to hassle the guy. I sat down at his table and started chatting with one of the girls he was with when she lead me away, said that the guy was seriously ****ed up, told me she loves foriegners, and gave me her number.
I gave up on pissing off the dumbass out of respect for the girl who was really hot and went and sat down with this pathetically drunk guy. We chatted a while then he waved over this prostiture. ?How do you know she was a prostitute?? you ask? Well, sometimes it can be hard to tell, but at Haide, the whores wear these special numbered tags, like cattle.
So the 3 of us took to drinking and swearing and generally having a good time untill around 3am when the drunk guy had to go home. The bar was empty by this point and I figured Id take off too.
Then the problems started.
The prostitute started demanding 100yuan from me for the pleasure of her company. I told her to get lost that I didnt ask her to sit with me.
Well, she wasnt going to give up that easy.
As I said before, the disco is on the 2nd floor, which means I had 2 large flights of stairs and more than a few corners and hallways to walk down before I was outside.
I got down to the first floor fine, just with her shoving me all over, trying to rip my jacket, and screaming hysterically. But my luck ran out when I got to the top of the last flight of stairs. About 4 bouncers came over and asked what the problem was. I tried explaining to them that the chick was faking and that I didnt owe her any money, but of course they sided with her. They demanded the money and I told them to go screw thier mothers and then they stood around debating what to do with me.
I swear they were debating taking me out the back and shooting me, I started to get a bit worried and said screw it. I shoved the biggest bouncer real hard and made a break for the stairs. One other guy caught me and in one swift motion and thats when I realised these were a couple of guys who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and she said "You're movin' wth your auntie and uncle in Bel-air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licence said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror but anyway I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget "YO HOLMES TO BEL-AIR!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air.
The Haide club is a huge 5 story entertainment center/brothel in the center of town that is purportedly owned and operated by the ?Hei bang? or Chinese Mafia. The ground floor is a bath house, the first is a bowling alley/arcade, the second a disco/bar where you can find a girl and take her to up to the 3rd and 4th where there are private KTV rooms with beds and large leather couches.
Anyway, I go there for the disco, I swear!
So me and my yank friend arrived at Haide at around 12, the disco was just closing, we met some Russian dancers, got their numbers and sat down. The night seemed to be going pretty swell untill this big drunk ass starts yelling about how he hates foreigners and wants to kill them all. My American friend didnt want to stick around for the fun, so It was up to me alone to defend the honour of whiteys everywhere and to proceed to hassle the guy. I sat down at his table and started chatting with one of the girls he was with when she lead me away, said that the guy was seriously ****ed up, told me she loves foriegners, and gave me her number.
I gave up on pissing off the dumbass out of respect for the girl who was really hot and went and sat down with this pathetically drunk guy. We chatted a while then he waved over this prostiture. ?How do you know she was a prostitute?? you ask? Well, sometimes it can be hard to tell, but at Haide, the whores wear these special numbered tags, like cattle.
So the 3 of us took to drinking and swearing and generally having a good time untill around 3am when the drunk guy had to go home. The bar was empty by this point and I figured Id take off too.
Then the problems started.
The prostitute started demanding 100yuan from me for the pleasure of her company. I told her to get lost that I didnt ask her to sit with me.
Well, she wasnt going to give up that easy.
As I said before, the disco is on the 2nd floor, which means I had 2 large flights of stairs and more than a few corners and hallways to walk down before I was outside.
I got down to the first floor fine, just with her shoving me all over, trying to rip my jacket, and screaming hysterically. But my luck ran out when I got to the top of the last flight of stairs. About 4 bouncers came over and asked what the problem was. I tried explaining to them that the chick was faking and that I didnt owe her any money, but of course they sided with her. They demanded the money and I told them to go screw thier mothers and then they stood around debating what to do with me.
I swear they were debating taking me out the back and shooting me, I started to get a bit worried and said screw it. I shoved the biggest bouncer real hard and made a break for the stairs. One other guy caught me and in one swift motion and thats when I realised these were a couple of guys who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and she said "You're movin' wth your auntie and uncle in Bel-air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licence said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror but anyway I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget "YO HOLMES TO BEL-AIR!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air.
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