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OK guys, I wrote it in Word because they ask me all the time and from now on I can copy and past it. Here we go: I was going to the Spy bar in Sweden. When I walked in the bouncers already called me by my first name and there I knew already that something was going to happen, since they call these guys the "mafia bouncers". Then I started to jump around "Bas Rutten style" which is just jumping and dancing on the music (****, we all dance like that in Holland, and I didn't touch anybody). Two bouncers came to me and asked me if I could come with them, I did and they put me in this "fire escape" room, a big marble stairs going down. There one of them tells me that I have to leave, I said, OK, can you guys get my friend and tell him that I am out because he is also from Holland and doesn't know where to go here. They didn't expect that cooperation I guess, so that's where one of the two put a finger in my eye, I told him to stop and that there was no reason to be aggressive and then he put his finger in my other eye. That's where I KO'd the guy, then the little guy jumps on me and they all had these little microphone's in their ears, so in no time there where three more. I was just fighting to get them away from me, broom sticks came out and they start to hit me with that while I was busy hitting them. It was ugly, I was trying to make it down stairs and get the hell out of there. Once I was downstairs I found the door, and what do you know, it was closed. I then turned around and I though
"OK, now I am going to hit you f@cking guys in the throat and try to take you out" since there was no other option. I looked at them and they took a few steps back. All right!, I though, they can see in my eyes that I really mean business now, and they are scared!! I was wrong, behind me was the whole police force waiting outside. They threw ME in jail, but I was lucky to know Omar who has friends all over Sweden, so I was eating cookies and drinking coffee and tea while I was watching TV! In my cel, because he knew the guards too. I was lucky to get out fast, Omar went to the group a day later and he kind off "TOLD" them that they couldn't press charges and that's why they let me out after two days. Funny note here: I called my wife before everything happened, when I was in a restaurant eating and drinking. She asked me was I was so happy on the phone, I told here that I had a good time there in Sweden. She said: "yeah right, you probably have two Swedish girls there with you" I said, no baby, I am just having a good time. Then when I was allowed to make my first phone call in jail, I called my wife, I said: "I have some good news and some bad, what do you want to hear first?" She said, the good news. I said, OK, I didn't f@ck two Swedish girls. She said, what is the bad news? I said: "I'm in jail". She didn't really appreciate my joke I guess.
