Posted: 7/29/2012 4:27:17 AM
It was my October 2003 I just celebrated my Birthday in the Philippines and had another 40 days left in paradise.
I went into one of my favorite bars called Geckos
I was buying the girls drinks, having a good time when some red bearded Aussie walks in and plants his fat behind right next to me, He orders a girl down from the stage and offers to buy her a drink.
She declines he gets pissed, Starts going off, Another girl says we dont go with you, We know your happy, We dont want AIDS
He starts going off, I dont have AIDS what are you girl talking about, Im getting pissed, Yes they are protitutes but they are not your average everyday american hookers hooked on drugs and filthy dirty.
So Dude looks at me and says What a night Mate, First my filipino Boyfriend dumps me, Now not even a animal of a woman wants anything to do with me.
I said, Your Boyfriend?
He said Ya Mate been with him since he was ** years old
I was like holy garbage, Im sitting not only next to a happy guy (That doesnt bother me too much) But Im sitting next to a Frigging Peadophile, the worst life form on earth.
I said, Look Mate heres the deal, Get the darn away from me or Ill give you the beatdown of your life.
Dude went nuts trying to swing on me, He was so drunk he couldnt hit a thing, I kinda made fun of him by slapping him around and waiting for him to swing and Id slap him again.
He gets thrown out and yells, You Bloody Yank, You will pay for this with your life.
I was like Yeah whatever happy Peadophile happy guy,
So I leave the bar, go into DMZ Bar next door, a couple of hours later I arranged one of my favorite girls from La Bamba Bar to meet me at my hotel when she got off work.
As I was taking the long walk back to my hotel, I opted not to use a trike driver, I had a-lot to drink and wanted to walk some of it off because I knew Ms. Florez was gonna give me the ride of my life a few hours.
I get passed more than the half way point to my hotel in an area that doesnt have anything really except for empty fields on both sides for about a block and half.
All of a sudden I hear motercycles, then I see trikes driving all around me, I turn around, there are 6 trike drivers beating the life out of two Filipino guys, I was like what the darn is going on here, One of the trike drivers I always overtipped said,
they had a knife Bill, they were going to knife you, Look, and I see two butterfly knives, I was like dont kill them.
Why are they trying to knife me.
they asked them, and the response was, an Australian guy with a red beard payed them 5000 Pesos each to take me out (that was about 100 each) The trike drivers ask me what should we do with them, I said let them go and tell the Crazy Aussie darn they got me, I had plans to go to Purto Galare a beach resort for a week and then to Boracay for a few days, I figure by the time I got back to ANgeles City, Everything would have blown over.
I get back after 10 days and a few days later I see the Aussie darn in another bar, I gave him the beat down of his life and I called my buddy Officer Louis Tan and had him arrested for hiring hitmen to take me out, Ofcourse that cost me a few hundred dollars, but thats how it works in that country, You pay and get results.