Book3:WereMyDreamIs

inktothebottomofthegss,gulpdownsomeliquorandthenraisemyselfupagain.That’sthewaytodrink!”

    “Really?That’siing!Ohesedays,wemustfindasecludedspotandtryoutyourwayofdrinking.ouroutafullgssofthefiliquor,shrinkourselvestinalsizeandjumpintothegss.Thatwouldbeiing.”Thetwoofthemdrankgssaftergssuntilthebottletyahemselveswerequitetipsy.Havingbeenbusymostoftheday,theyweregettingsleepyandfelsleepattheirtable.Thenightdeepenedandpatronsbeganinginforasnackhtcap.Thewoman,arentlytheowherestaurant,cametotheirtableandpushedEmmanuel’sarmssaying,

    “Hey,sir.Thisisarestaurantnotamotel.Thisisnotapceforyoutosleep;youhavetogotoamotelforthat.Ifyouhavefiing,youhadbetterleave.Weodobusinesshere.”Emmanuelwasangryatbe