About 1988 or so I was with my unit near Moonchuck, Korea. After many nights of getting wasted out of my skull I decided to go out on the town sober for a change. I should have gotten drunk that night!
Anyways, I drank Coke while my Marine Corps buddies got smashed on Soju, a drink bars had at the the time. After they had all gotten wasted, we all decided to call it a night. Well. lo and behold, when they all walked outside they decided to go for a walk! Unwilling to leave my buddies behind, I followed them down a crowded city street. They were so wild. one guy jumped in frotn of a car and I saved his ass by yanking him back on the sidewalk. Man, was I pissed!
This one guy named Gomes yelled"Let's go down Engineer's Alley!" I said "NO!" while eveyone else(There were 5 or 6 of us) overuled me and voted to go down Engineer's Alley. No sober man goes down Engineer's Alley at night. Well, I did to protect my buddies so I guess that meant I was lacking in common sense.
Engineer's Alley was a small alley that snaked in between a series of buildings with very poor lighting at night. It was where the dirty low cost cheap hookers hung out. It was really dangerous because of the muggers that infested the place. I had heard of service men getting mugged while trying to save money on sex. Very dangerous place in the 80's. I'm not sure about now.
Well, they charged into that dark alley looking for fun and I followed fearing the worst. One thing about the Marines is that you never leave your buddies in danger, no matter what the risk is, so in I went.
It was like that little alley in Bloodsport that led to the Kumite but at night. It was almsot pitch black and I kept expecting a knife in my ribs. I followed these drunk guys through twists and turns until I was thoroughly lost. We finally ended up at a junction where the alley went into 4 different directions. It was really dark with the only light filtering out from curtained windows. There were laundry lines around and over us with clothes hanging from them and a couple of large plastic bowls full of water.
My buddies decided to have a little fun and started wrestling with each other. In the process they tore down some of the laundry lines that had clothes on them! Gomes even picked up a big bowl full of water and dumped it over this guy named Shelby. I tried to get them to stop but I was ignored.
Then windows started opening all around us and light streamed in from every where. It was like a freaking movie! All these Koreans poked their heads out of all these windows and boy were they mad when they saw their laundry!
Koreans started pouring out of doors like all those Agent Smiths on Matrix Reloaded. That's what it looked like. They surrounded us and they were pissed!
I looked at the situation and just told myself, "David, your'e a dead man. You are so dead." I was so sure I was going to die I wasn't even afraid, that's how sure I was. I managed to get my buddies into a circle and prepared for the worst. Even though I was sure I was a goner I couldn't leave my fellow Marines behind.
Well, this one old lady said something in Korean and had a small arguement with the guys, who looked like they wanted to lynch us. To this day I remember those old Korean ladies looking at me with sympathy in their eyes.
Well, I don't know what that one old lady said but those people parted and let us get the hell out of there. By some miracle we found our way out not too far from the clubs.
The next day all my buddies thanked me for saving their lives! ROFL
I think that can't compare to Bipper's 3hp though, that was pretty close!