So there were Nazi's at my bar

I'm a townie, I'm not going to lie about it.
I've lived in the same place since I was a child.
Tonight there were a group of Nazis at my bar.
I was waiting in line at the bathroom which doesn't usually have a line.
waiting my turn when the guy at the table next to me starts asking the man in the line for the mens room if he's going to wank it because he's such a pussy and after all those big words he's just a wuss. And I look over and the back of his shirt says Norwegian Pride with a giant Iron Cross.

OMG

and the girls start gettin catty and the guys start picking fights. So my bestie and I leave.
there's only so much wrong a girl can take and there had been problems all night.
Nazi's being the worst of it.

But I'm sad and drunk and a little broken
when I thought we all were better than this.
I didn't think this was something I'd have to acknowledge.
I'm a brown haired, hazel eyed Swedish girl and there's nothing wrong with that.
but I'm not PROUD not one of those.
we'd never be bothered but we're not man enough to fight so we just leave.
and hope for the best.
Hope everyone made it home ok.
I am such a cop out.
we spent the night with the old folks and then brought a bottle of vodka home.
because we are not one of them.
and I don't know why they were in my bar.