Pulled this off of my myspace blog. Myspace is sinking.. So I decided I should salvage this beauty.. 

Ladies and Gentleman - This is Juan. 

Vegas had the pleasure of meeting Juan last Saturday night while I was enjoying a wonderful evening with some good friends on 6th street in Austin, Tx. Now as most of you know, 6th street is a pretty wild place filled with frat boys, and sorority girls, gangsta's and chicken heads, cowboys and cowgirls, homeless men and women. People of all colors, creeds, and origins and also the bitch ass motherfucker's we love to hate - the PO-lice.. My story begins around 2:30am early Sunday morning. My friends and I were leaving a club called Prague (I highly recommend this place the women are hot. They have all 32 flavors, there was this bad bitch named "Amanda" that worked there, she was Columbian.. Let me tell you, her ass was.. nevermind..) anyways, where was I? Oh yeah, so we stumble outta Prague which is actually on 5th so, we make it up a block to 6th and start trekking to our hotel and as we make our way down 6th there are fights breaking out left and right, but none of them were really entertaining so we keep going til we get down to Neches and 6th. As we were coming up on the corner Juan and his friends are laughing, and we really don't pay them any mind, until I hear Juan shout something at this gay man walking down the street with a buddy and 2 chicks. See Juan decided he was going to keep it "real" and talk shit to this gay cat to impress his little flame he had on his shoulder (you can see her in the pic, she is wearing the white shoes.) I mean this dude was a little broke wristed, but he wasn't a small guy, and he took offense to what Juan was saying. There is some banter back and forth between them and we're nearing the end of the street. Juan says something that I couldn't quite makeout, this obviously upsets the gay guy so he starts moving towards Juan at a rapid pace. In this instance there are 2 things Juan didn't know..

1. This gay man likes Kissing Men and Kicking Ass. 
2. ALWAYS keep your guard up if a motherfucker is coming at you!!

I guess Juan thinks they are gonna bump chests, cause obviously "fags" don't fight. WRONG AGAIN, Motherfucking WRONG. Gay guy gets Juan with a superman chest push, it's a 2 handed push, you know the one where your neck is whiplashed, your feet come out from underneath you, and your parallel with the pavement for a few seconds so it looks like your flying like superman. Anyways, Juan hits pavement hard, like real hard, his head hitting the concrete sounded liiikkeee - well it sounded like a motherfucker's head hit the pavement from a few feet in there. Juan was instantly fucked, we all saw it, he tried to recover, he leaned up into a 90 degree angle and then he took a devastating blow to the temple. While Juan sat up, gay guy comes through with a left hook straight to the Temple. K fucking O'ed this nigga Juan, I mean his eyes rolled in the back of his head. And again Juan's head hit the concrete. HARD. In the midst of this, gay guy's buddy and Juan's buddy exchange fist a cuffs and I turn to look at Juan and his flame is trying to make him come 2. This is when my motherfucking man Armel comes through with the pic above. It was like Armel knew the shit was gonna happen.. 

Blackberry Bold - check
Right hot key pressed - check 
Camera on - check 
Flash on - check 

"Smile for the camera Juan" - *SNAP*

Juan's friends are frantically trying to wake Juan and what they don't realize is this nigga is not breathing so I remind them "Yo, that nigga is not breathing, this nigga is dead son!! Call the fuckin ambulance" This was about the time we walked off, cause if any of yall know Vegas yall know damn well the cops woulda got me for something. We cruise down to Heavy Metal pizza, grab a slice and a cold tasty refreshment knock the 4th meal down and start back towards the crime scene. At this point probably 35-40 minutes has gone by since Juan was KO'ed. As we walk up the paramedics are there and Juan FINALLY comes around, and when he does he had to have spit a half gallon of blood outta his mouth.. I was glad to see Juan awake, and not dead, that would have been unfortunate, but you know what? Oh fucking well if he did die, he shouldn't been talking shit. What's the moral of this story? Just because a dude walking down the street might have a broke wrist or two, and he might have a touch of feminine is his voice doesn't mean that big sumbitch won't bust your fucking head. Juan thought he was keeping it real, now this motherfucker got a pic of himself knocked the fuck out on my blog with this incredible fucking story below it entertaining some folks.. 

I hope your okay Juan, wherever you are.. 

-veg