I had a business acquaintence, about 6'9" and 350 at least who when he drank whiskey would always start something. Never with me but with some poor guy in the joint that just made eye contact or something. I mean as big as he was everyone would look at him. One night I had another buddy, nice guy, friendly drinker about 15 years older than my large friend come in and before I knew it these two were into it. Time to get the hell out of there, this friend happened to be the ex president of one of Memphis' most notorius biker clubs. I understand the older fellow was getting pretty beat up until a few of his buddies showed up.
Thankfully by then I was a few miles away.
Thankfully by then I was a few miles away.