On the Facebook page of Latrice Bryant, chief legislative aide for City Councilman at-large W. Wilson Goode, Jr., is a vivid description of a fight from a Germantown nightclub Friday night/early Saturday morning. It includes the phrases:
• “I was partying hopping with Mr. MVP last night….all over the city”
• “bald beaver and all…I can, still and did hold my own..”
• “I had my darn undies/thongs down squatting when she grabbed my face. Somehow I turned and slammed my body against the door..slamming her arm in the door…she still had my hair! Thongs down and all,”
• “pounded her face with my fist…booka…booka..booka” and
• “I had to call 911..the club would not..they Refused to call the cops..and would not let me go out…said they let the woman leave And they did not get her name.”
*I NEED A GOOD ATTORNEY*
Good Morning Everyone! I was partying hopping with Mr. MVP last night….all over the city…My last stop was a club in my neighborhood G-Town. I was in the club for about 2 hours. I was walked over to the ladies room door by my date. A man on the dance floor almost backed into my feet as I was going into the ladies room..so I held my palm up. The OLD man with dreads polietly moved up towards this unknown woman he was dancing with to let me by BEHIND him.
Check this out…While in the stall..I heard a what turned out to be this same unknown woman come into the ladies screaming and busting through…3 stalls with women on it stating “I’m looking for the bitch with the red hair (#1…I have blond braids and my friend is soooo NOT married) who is with my husband!”
Huh? I was like “wth is going on out there?” but I stayed in the stall. All of a sudden this unknown woman from the dance floor burst into my stall and grabbed my face, scratched me and her hand slid to my braids! TMI…to give you a pic..
I had my darn undies/thongs down squatting when she grabbed my face. Somehow I turned and slammed my body against the door..slamming her arm in the door…she still had my hair! Thongs down and all..women in the bathroom, security and the OLD man ran into my stall. Mind You…bald beaver and all…I can , still and did hold my own..
I bit the -itches fingers making her release my hair and forget the scratching…I pounded her face with my fist…booka…booka..booka. When the forced her out the ladies room with the man apologizing for her and me screaming to the dumb “B” “I don’t even know that man!” Many Sista’s came to my aid to be a witness first hand..cause she burst in their stall too but attacked me. Check this out…
I had to call 911..the club would not..they Refused to call the cops..and would not let me go out…said they let the woman leave And they did not get her name. I filed a report at the club with the Police and went to the Police district with the unknown womans old dreadhead husbands license plate after he reappeared at the club! It’s in the detectives hands now… Gotta fight Darn -itches cause you look good! I seriously…need a good lawyer!
Side note: Talked to Councilman Goode this afternoon; he declined comment since the incident was unrelated to his office. Emailed Bryant and the Police Department press office as well. Will update if/when I get a response.