Thanks ratslayer

I'd better elaborate before I'm banned for condoning violence.. in this neck of the world bar brawls are considered a floor show.
But when dealing with cokeheads who're.., well
cokeheads, things can get dicey fast.
I've seen numbskulls high on charlie go through a solid plate-glass window, only then to brush themselves off before getting back in it again. Something about coke that puts the whole "I-ought-to-fall-unconscious-about-
now" brain functionality on hold.
Scary as hell to experience.
With every elbow jab, -kick, -punch, -headbutt or whatever you keep thinking "okay, that should do it." and then they stand up again, like in a bad zombie movie. So you punch them again -harder, hoping on the one hand you're ending it, and on the other hand you're hoping to God you're not actually killing the guy by accident. Which does nothing for your A-game since now you're all preoccupied with what might happen to them (or you), and ends up prolonging the whole damn ordeal.
It was also the first time in a long time I had to put up my dukes, so there was the whole puckering up, brown note moment for me as well..