Here I am again on Valentines Day stuck in this dim lit bar with some of the most unattractive and lonely women and men you've ever seen.
I glanced around and understood why the alcohol flows easily and the lights were a wattage lower then you could find at Home Depot. The room was filled with ogres and pigs, smokers and worn out once happy people.
It was hard to judge them as I lit up another Marlboro Light and took a heavy drag as if my life depended on this cancer stick.
I raised the beer to my lips and my untrimmed mustache caught what seemed to be most of the head the beer had to offer. Personally I would have left it there but to keep the laughter on the low I wiped the foam away.
It was cool going down but I was feeling like I needed to find sanctuary fast so I ordered something with a punch. "Joe", can you hit me up with an extra large shot of Captain Morgan?
Joe the Bartender smiled and knew exactly what I wanted. He brought me the bottle and just for shits and grins he placed a shot glass up side down in front of me.
Joe went back to cleaning glasses and I got busy heading off to never never land. I raised the bottle to my lips and guzzled about 5 shots at once. It only took a moment before I was feeling no pain.
My once arthritic hands and shoulders felt the pain vanish as did the memories of past Valentines Days I had spent with the old lady. Those were the days of love, the days that remind me of how unhappy I have become without her.
As the bottle came to an empty, and Joe placed a stop sign on my reckless ordering I felt a hand upon my knee. I looked to my right to see the most beautiful girl in the world. Then I looked around the bar to notice "all beautiful people had replaced those nasty ones who were in here earlier".
This woman looked me in the eye and said " Tonight on this Valentines Day we both will find love". She grabbed my hand and led me out of the bar. The last thing I saw is Joe at the bar shaking his head back and fourth, from the left and to the right as if he was trying to tell me something.
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-02-10 13:05:42
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