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Monday, April 5, 2010

The Door of No Return

One unplesant night in a tavern in kakime, italy a gentleman i crossed path with before in lauredo, germany was dancing with my best friend's wife. Gripping her buddock causing her dress to expose her garments. The gentleman of this act is consumed with jack,seagram,paul and some budweiser to be exact and is known to carry a knife sharp as a sword. His performane is gathering attenion and has my friend in a modern rage mode. My friend wife is truly not enjoying her role for her constant pushing back and away should be enough for the gentleman to stop, but he continue to push.
At this point my friend get's up and start approaching the dance floor, he has had enough. As i got up and called out to him the song had ended, his wife embrace him like she hadn't seen him in twent years. His presence assures her she is protected.
   Two hours into the night drinking beer i can't pronounce and eating chips homemade from the kettle before you, i look at my friend and think 'this is living. A waitress from across the room notice our bottles pilling up and decided to dispose them and restock us with the six more a piece deal. My date a conisuer i've known through the years of vacationing in spain, has an uncle with a yacht and has invited us to join him for a trip to rio gandata at seven am. I have one eighteen on my watch, that leaves us with less than five hours to sleep. We decide to do a shot of some brandy that the local describe as sa'yave for our last drink. On our way out my friend and  i gave the waitress an extra 300 euros, she thanked us said god bless with an italian accent that camella soprano would envy. 
   Once outside we notice a group of men standing near our car, as we got closer it was clear that one was the culpit from the dance floor. May i help you gentleman my friend ask walking faster than before since his wife attacker has been identified. The men started walking toward us with vulgar tone in the company of our dates and threats toward our lives. It has now come to a point of defense and i must protect the one i love. W ith out a second thought i pulled my ....................tbc       

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