sâmbătă, 17 octombrie 2009

Two tears in the bucket...fuck it

Peisaj bizar plin de viata, muzica si caldura intr-un invers in care dupa ora 20 totul moare.
Stau c-o bere in fata si incerc sa trag in plamani tot locul: cartile, reclamele "guiness" vechi, mirosul de lemn prafuit, scaunele inalte, dusumeaua, ocrul luminii, aerul irlandez.
Din cand in cand totul-mi este perturbat de 3 americani cu prea multa bere jucandu-se cu sinapsele lor care joaca darts si fac glume stupide dar atat de amuzante. Nimic nou aici in afara de o alta limba si ciudat, nu cea germana.

A doua bere, deja locul mi-a intrat in vene si The verve la fel. Ma uit cu jind la tinta de darts mult prea oldskool, la tabla pe care americanii isi tin scorul cu tot cu aburii de alcool. Ah, ce-as trage si eu de cateva ori.

A treia bere, colegul meu se indeletniceste cu aparatul foto iar in mine sangele fierbe a darts. Ma ridic, ma duc la K de pe tabla unde se tine scorul si-l intreb daca mai joaca pentru ca vreau si eu sa trag de cateva ori.
"Maaaannn..i'm the best around here, i've knocked these guys here...wanna play??"
"well, yes but i don't know the rules"
"no problem maaan let me explain you"
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Incepem jocul. Se alatura si colegul meu. Americanul glumeste de mama focului. E ametit rau si in curand il voi ajunge si eu. Dar pana acolo, sagetile zboara haotic spre tinta, se discuta, se schimba pareri.
"where do you work maaaan?"
"at hp, it's you damn company. Just never buy something from them, they can't do anything right seriously" urmat de un hahahahahahahaha plin de bere.
"maaan...whenever i have an issue with hp they just fucking send me to fucking india"
un alt hahahahah mai intens si cu mai mult hamei.
"yeah maaaann..i just don't get these indians, why can't they speak english corectly just once??"
"i'll tell you why, it's because they have their fucking mouth full with each other's dicks all the time, that's why"
hahahahahahhahahahaha, intensitate maxima, bere multa

A patra bere, dupa o discutie interesanta cu tipa de la bar despre reteta "diesel-ului".
"Maaan..there german guys just don't have any testosterone..since we shot them in ww2 they remained without any of it. they're fucking afraid to hit on the german girls..it makes our mission easier..."
hahahahaahahahahahahahaa, bere, intens, bere buna
"Maaaann..i don't make love, i just fuck"
hahahahahahhaahhaha..bere...darts..."you're funny man"
american dezamagit, n-a nimerit bullseye-ul..
"Maaaaaannn in Ohio we say two tears in the bucket...fuck it"
hahahahahahahhahaha...doamne ce buna e berea...si ce amuzant e K.

A 10 bere..dar a americanului de data asta. Plec castigator din darts-ul contra americii iar el era cel mai bun, era "the fucking champion" iar eu l-am batut.
"we have to go man, it was nice meeting you..funny guy..good game but i won"
"hahahhahaa..you lucky mother fucker..you were lucky i'm drunk"
hahahahahahahahaha cu bere si cu mandrie...

...fuck it...