the car Late
Of The Pier all danced, Don Vito and screaming and you're already stunned, the motion of other behind it.
arrive soon.
Enter the pub closed and the smell of cigarettes, ( Shit that smells incredible ) eyes and nose burn curls giving disgusted expression. The barista behind the counter you wades ( Come on up! I can not get sgam while I'm thinking how this space can be smelly and dingy! ) and you turn the other way. ( Where are the others?! ) always the same, here they are, behind the door glass and wood that end up running the last shots of cigarette. enter one after another in a row, trying not to slam the door on him and trying not to get too cold, it's January.
You approach the counter, behind the barbaric horde of villains ready to empty the OCALE of all alcohol.
"What do we do? Order now or we go to find a place," hoping to get to order something.
"What?! Climb up!", They answer all looking in your eyes, you already know now how it will end the evening. But you probably hope it will not. And up the stairs, next to the bathroom " Trainspotting", are tall and narrow. (Oh that hood! ) Nod your head with your eyes wide open, just arrive at the back of the floor, there is a pall of cigarette smoke and that could kill Polyphemus.
"What hood Holy shit!" say from behind, "I feel that buon profumo oh!", dice Simone ridendo. C'è odore di qualcosa di illegale in fondo alla sala, è forte e penetrante. Torni indietro, cerchi un tavolo per otto...impresa impossibile.
"C'è un posto là!", indichi un tavolo piccolissimo accanto alle scale, di tutta risposta: "Ma è troppo piccolo Emì ! E' da quattro! Noi siamo otto!"
" Capiraiiii , c'è la panca c'entriamo tutti!", rispondi, corri a occupare il tavolino per quattro, per te non c'è posto, era ovvio. ( Dovrò passare la serata a sedermi sulle ginocchia di qualcuno... che palle! ) Simone mi mention slapping his hand on my leg , to sit there. ( Ok ok, but I want to drink! )
Like I read in thought Esther smiles looking at me looking for something in the bag. He pulls out his wallet.
"Let's drink to love?", Will not tip now trying to grab your stuff hidden among a thousand heavy winter coats and bulky. ( If there was less mess over here would find it all at once )
and comes down with a fast pace, you're still sober, we are all quite healthy, perhaps you and Don no, the wine after dinner there was a bit 'heavy.
You approach the counter, "Two pints of beer thanks." The fingers drumming impatiently on the counter soaked in beer and water. ( But how much do these blessed beer?! I do not remember porc ..) Here are the pints!
you happy, go up the stairs, laughing, look back to see if you still follow Don .. here it is. In a mixing bowl and cover tsunami approaching heavy. In the head you always have a piece of that damn song, the end of Focker pounding in my head.
Who ordered a glass installation by tapping on the table, half of us have got nothing, you know that you drink in the room and who is already gone did not want to talk about ( come down and get Fuck no! ) ( Why does not arrive?! If not now that we're all sober at least I do not figure to be the usual dickhead! ) ( Oh, just Emilia, looks like a twelve year old in love with Billy Idol , stop six ridiculous) Too many thoughts together, even in ices that are already drinking at these levels.
You can not drink yet, have not taken anything yet.
Simon: "Look at it eyes! Cheers"
Brinda, the other no offense, we know that ends well when you are too indecisive. Drink a sip, standing, it is better to have back pain of others sitting on your lap, sit penetrate the bones of the thigh. Heavy beats running around our table. (Yuck bro! )
" Emi ! I go get a Disaronno ?" ( Eccheccazzo ! )
's so if you're the only one standing.
"Anything anyone wants 'else?", So get a bit ' abrupt ( I've said as a maid of American films, this type lle who chew gum open mouth taking the cold coffee in hand Hahaha ) by sol you laugh ..
"Even I a Disaronno ! And if there is a Moretti!" Not listening, and listening to yourself you could say that there are no Moretti and the Disaronno at this time the premises is already over. Take the money and you approach the stairs ready to take a mussel attached to the wall as a rock. Don gets up with you is: "What are you doing?! You're a woman you can not go get you a drink," he laughs. And you laugh. Why do not you know and believe even she knows.
(I wonder if there below)
There .
Top. They have nothing of what you have asked how you knew, but wanted to get up anyway.
"There was nothing, if you want to get something, only beer, banging about the money that you gave. Hands everywhere that af iron the pieces as if they were pieces of ten percent. Reduction. You find the place and drink a little 'beer.
right back, all with a beer in his hand to his head, "How many degrees is it?", Then ask, placing his hand on the wet side of the glass of water, little you care. "Ten, not like what you're drinking it!". Offense.
"Listen coconut, my hips is ten degrees," and laugh because you know very well the futility of speech.
challenge you, drink chicchetto the last sips of beer. ( Ok, from ) " GiùGiùGiùGiù ! , screaming all are rooting for anyone and everyone, we are in the same boat now. " GiùGiùGiù ! , clap their hands.
TOC TOC TOC
beers hit the table one after the other, who knows who will win, even those who know tifava and especially no matter nessuno.
I bicchieri vuoti, il tavolo pieno di cenere, arrivano. Oramai poco ti importa di chi c'è o chi non c'è. ( Stupida, stupido... siamo dei coglioni ) Ester interrompe un discorso, ti guarda: "Amore! Rum?", sorride.
"No. Non riesco a cicchetto", continua il suo discorso. Simone scende, va a prenderti un'altra birra. ( Non ci sto già capendo niente uff )
I tavoli sono diventati due, troppa gente! Ti alzi scocciato. Inizi a fare avanti e indietro in attesa, ( Oh! Ma questa la conosco... chi è? Chi è? AHHHHHHHHHHH è The Gaudi! ) who knows what makes us here. Sitting on the table, watch the
faces of those who've met, I'm sorry, "Boy, is not that you would offer me a cigarette?", And a hood ello Zara and sunglasses you lengthen a green and blacks butt. ( What the hell wants to have this glasses in a room and night? ) Not bad've remedied by smoking. Get your hat and glasses, the wearer and laugh. They talk, Gaudi makes you questions, do not understand anything and answer at random while sipping beer.
Don! In the bathroom!? ".
down the stairs against the wall, you feel every step beat, give your knees. The bathroom is the line, as always.
Let's go, you down your pants ( fucking hard to do downtown! It 's too high. ) You can not touch anything in that place, they should write to port "WARNING! Risk of leprosy" and under "Breathe a little."
Ester looks at you a moment while you're in the ridiculous position.
" Emi 're ninety Hahaha, 'you and you always laugh at these jokes from the inn. You look in the mirror while you wait too end. You look in the mirror a little drink of water, tells softly, "How Lily Allen "and laughs as he pulls up his pants.
Exit local Scazzi . And 'all happened. They fell tables, smashed glasses, Simon has hit his head, as if the breaking and land a lake of alcohol. We hunt from the room. ( How sad. I want to go by car ) You say, and do not listen to anyone. All taken from his hangover and a heavy enough from M. ( I sleep. Sti cocks of whining, I want to sleep! ) I get nervous when you do not agree with him.
Nobody cares of the figure we have done by making vulgar hunt, neither do you think about it anymore. Now you got from being able to do new pee, but it's time behind a car, with the others to calm down story from the other party. One of this is simple. ( Poraccio ) think. We were walking after three hours in the cold to recover, you have me sso jacket, is the soup of beer and someone smells rotten. Was new. Figs
two fingers in his throat to M. supports it, you fall in pressure, anxiety for all. Your hands smell like gastric juice of others. But at least you're sober, these things you just let it pass because the drunk frighten you.
car mozz ichi and communist and fascist songs, we try not to think about all that we've been. ( assholes. We are all bullshit. But how did that song?! ).
One, Two, Uhh Uhh
Esy.
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