One Half Hour Later

One half hour later I arrived at "Venetian Gardens" - the stale smoke and smell of  decaying beer  in the air when I was greeted by"Andy Fish" and "Big Mac"- "Mr.MoonLight" beside them. I was handed a spritzer from Mr. bartender when they said "What's up?'' After several quick swallows I said "You know what? - you'll never guess what happen to me!'' "What! What?" They said. I said "Shantilly the actress got in my car and had sex with me and we - "YEAH RIGHT!. You were never a B.S.er  before, don't start now. John!, John!" they said. After half the bar joined in I was approached by "Clark Stern" - president and owner of "Venetian Gardens" I was given some friendly rebuke and some sort of sermon about a grip on reality. I decided to back off and have 3 more spritzers. I decide to leave my houlegan friends and sneak off to another nigthly abode - I don't remember which one to this day. I do not remember if  it was the same night or another when I approached the "Venetian Gardens"' again for more mental stimulation and humiliation. When I entered there was cheering like sportsmen at a sports bar, but for some reason they were cheering me. What!,What! said I. They said "She was just here!" "Who?"said I. Shantilly! she just left - you were right! She was with you! Why did she leave? I said. ''Because everybody started chasing after her!" I was in with the gang again. She did me a favor and straightened them out. To bad I wasn' there to see it.