Starts staring at me. Lookin' at me, right fuckin' at me, as if to say, "Come ahead, square go." You know me, I'm not the type of cunt that goes looking for fuckin' bother, like, but at the end of the day I'm the cunt with a pool cue and he can get the fat end in his puss any time he fucking wanted like. So I squares up, casual like. What does the hard cunt do? Or the so-called hard cunt? Shites it. Puts down his drink, turns, and gets the fuck out of there. And after that, well, the game was mine.

*tosses glass over balcony, glass smashes into girl's face and cuts her up*

That lassie got glassed, and no cunt leaves here till we find out what cunt did it.