I went to Canada when I turned 18 to get fucked up.  Few friends and I.  Got fucked up, started my advance on a hot asian and was grinding along, just waiting to get her to my hotel room.  Felt a pull on the back of my shirt.  Turned around to a 5'6 Asian.  Forgetting all the Bruce Lee movies I've seen, I said, "Ill fuck you up little man".  Immediately felt a much stronger pull on the back of my shirt.  Turned around, 6'8 bouncer.  Dude, You need to get the fuck out of here... I told him I paid, and Asian man should be arrested, as he had actually assaulted me.    Bouncer right-arm hugged me so hard as he walked me out gently without me fighting back, get outside, he gave me $30 to make up for the $10 I paid to get in and said "It's triad gangs man, they'll stab you if you don't leave.  Just leave.  Believe me." As drunk and stupid as I was at that age, I just asked if he could at least hook me up with some weed.  He provided, gave me just a bit for the night and a phone number.. Lead to a much crazier story the next day.  But for that night, I ended up crashing a wedding and having one of the best nights in my life.   All because I wasn't dancing with the asian thot that would have ended up in my hotel room.