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Alive Was The Bar

There was nothing like a holiday to make me feel  alone . I watched her move with the music she seemed anything but alone . They say honey draws bee's and shit does flies well here tonight in this bar you had a good mix of both. She moved shook her ass every eye was on her . From the ones that yearned to know that body to the women who just shook there heads and under there breath whispered what a whore. How marvelous she was underneath dimmed lights me I just watched and sipped a overpriced drink . Hank was behind the bar for some reason he always found time to speak with me . I have no idea why I truly didn't care for people I just was in need of a drink and didn't have anything at home. Man some looker over there huh buddy? Yeah she's got a magnificent ass doesn't she ? Yeah little big though for me Jack . Never been one invented to big for me . Hank laughed yeah that's true hell and never one to loose either. What can I say Hank I'm a man of low standards and easily Impressed therefore I'm seldom disappointed . Your one crazy bastard you know that ? Hell I never forget that hank how bout a refill my man and by are entertainment a drink on me . Hank went to fetch my Jack and coke and give the girl with the nice ass a drink although I doubted she needed one from me seems every guy in this place was buying her drinks and from her looks I understood why . I looked around the room the usual's were all there and a few new faces I didn't truly care I was to them the odd ball drunken writer what a rare spices that is indeed . Almost as rare as a fireman who smokes or is bat shit crazy . When there's no fire to put out the nut would light something on fire just to have something to put out guess we all need a purpose and me I just need another drink. The jukebox just kept playing the right kind of music and she kept in perfect time with the beat . Rhythm  is always in the hips it flowed from there and took over it was some perfectly strange and beautiful  voodoo to watch. The pool players missed shots and the place seemed almost alive. Eventually a fight would break out now that was some entertainment . I sipped my other drink hank was a good barkeep and total shit at mixing drinks he started watering them down bout the third real drunks always notice . Fuck Hank why not just give me all coke! Make it a double always in mine you fucker. Hey Jack sorry must have been distracted. Well stop staring at Larry's ass hasn't he told you he don't swing that way anymore since college. Larry who was bent over the table making a shot just laughed . Shit man I never went to college Larry replied. Yeah your right it must have been prison I knew I recognized you from somewhere . The room busted up laughing fuck you Jack . Larry said laughing . The room was alive the booze was flowing . Tommy walked up to me man you see that that chick dancing man. I got two eyes don't I Tommy? Well I been talking to her man I bet you fifty bucks she going home with me tonight. Oh yeah Tommy she cant resist you huh? Shit man who could? Been buying here drinks all night I can tell she wants it you see the way she was rubbing up against me that last song . Well you must have done something Tommy in fact seems you really worked her up . What the hell you talking bout Jack ? Tommy asked me as that goofy as expression was yet again upon his face. Tommy was a arrogant ass in every sense he thought he was hot shit and when you took the hot part out of that statement you had his more true essence. For as Tommy was facing me bragging I had been watching that little brunette the whole time. Well Tommy I said , it seems that girl you danced with was so worked up she just couldn't wait for your return. I don't get what you mean Jack. Look I nodded my head he turned to view what  would in his mind be his latest conquest  making out with another woman . I herd him say what the fuck . I took another sip of my watered down drink . So Tommy I asked as I patted him on the shoulder . Still want to take that bet? And another night bit the dust . Stay crazy Gonz
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Written by
john-patrick-robbins-aka-gonzo
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Published
Nov 29, 2016
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#life#funny#stories#writing#humor#bars#poerty#boobies#gonzo#barfliys
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