I am sober sweetheart. Snake flipped the bastard off before turning his attention back to the cop.

Maybe you should go ask the girl he was dragging around the bar by her hair?
Snake hadn't really looked at her face. His eyes kept roving elsewhere.

I busted his lip for being a fuck up. Then all these bastards started in on me. I can't help it they're too much of pussies to hold their own against one person.

Snake was talking a little louder than he needed to. He wanted to make sure all those other bastards heard him.