Good morning, Michael12 and all.
Well, that was a night to remember!
It was around 9:40 pm, and I was sitting on the edge of the bed, doubled up with the menopause again. Guzzling a mug of tea to try to ease it.
All the blinds and windows in my flat were closed, apart from the bedroom window. I was facing the window. Lots of lovely air coming in, it was raining and coldish, very windy.
All my lights were off, including the bedroom. It was quiet outside, other than wildlife and natural noises.
Then I heard them from the opposite pavement. Two VERY blotto women arguing loudly. I stood up but stayed back, as I'm not on the ground floor but the next one up, so they wouldn't have seen me with the lights off.
They started with slurred general arguments, then it escalated to really, really shouting, various strong language coming from them, both staggering around, it looked quite comical actually, the way they were drunkenly trying to balance on their ridiculously high heels and their stupidly tight micro skirts without breaking their ankles!
Then, bimbo one brings her hand up and backhands bimbo two straight across the face, hard!
Bimbo two was literally knocked off her feet and onto her bum! She yanked her heels off, stood up very wobbily and slapped bimbo one across the face!
Then, over a few minutes, there was a lot of shouting, insults, hair pulling, scratching, shoving and pushing, banging each other against the wall, kicking and slapping.
Bimbo one, in a split second, bought her head back and whipped it forward, headbutting bimbo two in the face .... breaking her nose!
Even in the half dark, I could see blood pouring from her face. I actually heard the crack of the nose being banged, and she was screaming in pain! I've had a broken nose when I was a carer, and a patient attacked me, so I know exactly just how painful they actually are, as it doesn't just affect the nose, but the area around it!
Brainless bimbo two fell against the wall, leapt up, grabbed one of her heels and tried to smack it in the face of bimbo one, but it didn't happen; she missed a mile off, so then they were both lying on the pavement, scrapping away, battering each other with their handbags! Various things in the bags came flying out! Then they both grabbed their things and wobbled off in opposite directions, threatening death on each other!
Whitby Wrestlers? Nope! More like Battering Brawlers!
I sat back on my bed and literally cried with laughter!
And how was your night?!
