I was sitting at a bar years ago that was nearly cleared out. Closing time. The bartender was a short stocky guy, a bit muscle-bound, and the waitress was tall and busty. And attractive. They were husband and wife. The bartender's area floor was 'sunken.' I was talking to the bartender but he was not listening to me. He (the bartender) was listening to a drunk patron who was having a conversation with the bartender's wife. Suddenly and quickly he leaped over the bar (impressive). Next thing I knew he had the guy by the collar and the belt, with the patron's toes barely able to reach the floor. Running, he opened two sets of heavy wooden doors with this guy's head and flung him down some stairs and into the parking lot. I guess the guy must have said something wrong.
