Name: A Bronx Tale: Adrienne Iapalucci Gets Into a Bar Fight | Are You Garbage
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Watch the stand-up comedy video 'A Bronx Tale: Adrienne Iapalucci Gets Into a Bar Fight | Are You Garbage' from Are You Garbage Clips on Comedy Buff. Published 2024-11-15. Transcript available.

So you did the community college right after high school.
I think I did one semester and then my mom was like, hey,
you should just get a full time job like college is a waste.
So I think I did that. I got a full time job.
What was that?
I worked at a doctor's office in the Bronx table.
No, but that was a fun office because there was a lot of like young kids.
It was like almost like being in high school still.
You just see your friends every day.
So it was an OBGYN office that also did abortions.
OK, so you'd see all the girls in the neighborhood that are coming in pregnant
and then they stop coming and then they're not pregnant.
It's like, hey, I know what you did, but they're like, I don't want you to know.
But it's like, I do know they're in there in a fake mustache.
I know it's you, Teresa.
Did you have tight friends in high school? Yes.
Was there?
Did you fight in high school?
Are you a fighter?
No, I never really fought.
I could see you doing a little scratching.
I mean, I got into like a fight when my dad was sick.
I got into like a bar fight.
But other than that, I mostly just fought my sister like fist fight.
Yeah, I would get her in the corner and just go.
Really?
She was such a pain in the ass and like, oh, he's trying to get me in trouble.
I would just go nuts on her.
Are you guys tight now?
No.
OK, she's going to be very upset when the special comes out.
Oh, really?
Yeah.
Have you like taught like that type of like still communicator?
We communicate a little bit.
We'll try and have a relationship and then like we don't.
And then like me, my mom and sister, like the Bermuda Triangle where like it's
just.
There's never the three of you talking at the same time.
No, it's always two.
Two, yeah.
Are you and your mom talking right now?
We're talking right now.
Everything's cool.
Call each other bitches.
Well, you call each other bitches.
Calling each other bitches.
Yeah.
Well, you guys, who do you do Christmas with?
Will you do that with your mom?
Will you go to your mom's house?
I probably will.
But they're like when I was living in the basement for a short amount of time,
they would have
things.
Oh, my God.
Hold on.
They had Thanksgiving and I would just hear them.
And I was like downstairs by myself.
Wait, who would?
What do you mean?
My family.
Like there is a point in time where I live downstairs in the basement of the
house of the house.
Yeah.
Okay.
Okay.
And I would just have Thanksgiving like by myself.
Would they say, hey, come down, come up?
Are you worried?
Maybe.
Wait, what?
Who else was having Thanksgiving?
Your mom, your dad?
My mom, my stepfather at this point, James, that she married after my dad died.
Oh, this is after your dad died.
Yeah.
Okay, so you're older.
So you're in your 20s.
Yeah.
You still pop up.
You're going to have some stuffing.
I'm aware.
Yeah.
I mean, I've always kind of had a relationship so that I would like hang out
with them or go
to their family.
Holy shit.
So you hear them upstairs having Thanksgiving.
I'm like, I'm just going to go to sleep.
That's fucking psychopath.
So back to how so how does the bar fight come about?
So my dad's in the hospital dying and my boss at the time was giving me a hard
time at work,
like taking off to see my dad who's dying.
The doctor.
No, my boss at my job at the time at the abortion place.
Yeah.
Yeah, she's like somebody doctors aren't running.
The doctors don't get mad when you don't.
They're not.
Yeah.
So the office, the office manager is like, get back here and do these abortions.
No, so she's she's mad.
She's like giving me a hard time about taking off.
I'm just like in such a bad emotional place.
I get wrecked.
And my friend tells a story better than I'm not like a great storyteller, but
like my this
guy in the bar is like full of confidence was flirting with everyone.
And like, I guess he was flirting with me.
And then this girl pulled my hair and was like, oh, I thought you're my friend,
Angela.
I'm so mad now.
And I'm like, all right, I'm going to fight this chick.
I take these earrings off.
I go to my car, put my hair up and I go back.
I I'm so drunk.
I just remember slamming her head on the bar.
And this wasn't our bar.
So we all get kicked out in the roadhouse.
That's your move?
We don't do when they're maybe that was my move when they're out on leave.
I got to say, that's not a bad move.
No, it's a great.
No, it's a great angel.
You walk up and just grab her.
You don't you don't square off.
I think I pulled her hair first and was like, oh, I thought you were my friend.
And I just slammed her.
I talked to you for a minute.
I'm so drunk.
Now you can't leave.
Yeah, I'm also so drunk.
So then we get kicked out.
It's not our bar.
And I remember they were she called me.
Why do you keep saying that your bar you hang out in?
It's not our bar that we hang out in the name of it.
We were in City Island somewhere.
And that's not like where we grew up.
So they were from City Island and you're behind enemy lines a little bit.
Right.
So they're like, you guys get to get out.
I remember they call me fat and I was like, yeah, I know.
Like, that's not like us.
That's not like she just bashed his broads head in.
So we get kicked out.
I'm so mad.
I punch a glass window.
My whole hands bleeding.
It was like chaotic.
My friend who doesn't even have a license drives the car home.
I have blood.
That's what you got to be worried about the license.
I have blood all over my shirt.
We go into like 7-Eleven to get 40s.
And I'm like, what's everyone looking at?
My friend's like, you have blood everywhere.
So you get in a fight.
This is you and all girls.
You in a pack of pack pack of Bronx girls.
It's me and a couple of girls.
And some of their boyfriends were there, too.
It's like a bunch of probably a wrecking crew.
I don't know.
I remember one time I was dating this guy and we all went out and like he was
in the army
at one point.
And he was like jacked.
I remember we got into a fight.
That's where you learned the fucking head move.
If anybody looks at you wrong, hold her hair and smash your face.
We got into a fight and like we got into a fight that wasn't even our fault.
And I just remember he picked a guy up, dropped him.
And we were like, that guy might be dead.
We got to go.
Sure.
And we all just left.