Recently, I was in Amsterdam, Netherlands for a work convention. On one of the nights out, the main party was held at this place called Club Marcanti, located at Jan van Galenstraat 6-10, 1051KM Amsterdam, Netherlands. If you are ever in Amsterdam, I would definitely recommend checking out Club Marcanti. It is a cool spot, with hot Dutch waitresses, good music, and a big enough dance floor where you making a complete ass out of yourself will go unnoticed. Unless, of course, you are the drunk retard that is the reason for this blog.
Club Marcanti Lit Up Like a Christmas Tree
At first, I did not make much of this character. He was inside, being kind of belligerent, but nothing really that I would classify “off the deep end”. My buddy Steve did mention this drunk retard to me, saying that he looked like a trouble maker, and to watch out for him. I kept my distance, but once again, did not really make too much of drunk retard at the time.
The evening is coming to a close, and now we are heading outside to grab a cab back to the hotel. We are greeted by a couple things – one familiar, one a little worrysome. We see the drunk retard playing a game of “gonna go to jail” with a motorcycle cop that was called to Club Marcanti by the bouncers.
The next two pictures are of the drunk retard getting pulled to the ground, and then getting detained until another cop (with a car) showed up to take him to jail. Good job, drunk retard – you made it to my blog!
Drunk Retard Getting Pulled to the Ground
And after getting pulled to the ground, drunk retard gets held down:
Drunk Retarded Detained While Backup Arrives
For other Amsterdam, Netherlands hijinks, check out this post at BehindtheHype.com.
