Pilly Joe de Vinner, drink & drunk
Once a pee upon a tree was the cause of many troubles. I was out for an ordinary dinner, all alone as often, and no one expected me, neither inside nor outside. Before I go to the restaurant, I decided to make some room. Well, it could have be inside the restaurant as an ordinary person, but I always thought to have fresh air before I got caught inside. You never know when is the last time you can eventually feel your freedom, and there is no wall to freedom. I decided to find a tree. I found one, a very tall beautiful tree and I felt ashamed that the lovely place could eventually make a corner. I decided to climb the tree and get my freedom higher.
The time spent to find the tree and climb inside, I felt really on the urge of deliverance, but the door of the restaurant opened, a young man ran outside and started to move the fly. Wow, if I would have wings I would not have be able to fly higher, and the man in the rush made a pee, closed the window and flew back inside the restaurant. I had to sit down to figure out how he made that. It did not take too long before the man went back outside, and he was pulling one of his follow - "Come on Bob, I ask you sincerely, friendly, urgently to pee, I need it". What that?
"Two bets, two won, and twice I had a pee. That cricket brings me luck, can you hear it?" I could understand from the conversation that the Pee Man was a gambler. I was in Vegas and most restaurant offer the chance to play the last dime. It seemed that he was drunk, but still he was funny too. He saw a cricket that made him win on a bet, the man is probably an ordinary looser. Winning twice for a looser may look like the big turn and it seems that this time was the day.
The follow man, lastly, decided to make the pee and the cricket stopped to make the singing song -"You hear it Bob, you hear it, it stops singing. He's here, he is with us" - "Come on Billy, stop it, you won because you are lucky, the cricket has nothing to do." - "I tell you Bob I can read the cricket's mind". Wow I thought, what an interesting dinner. When the follow Bob did landed on his own shoes, Bob and Billy went back inside.
It took me some rest to consider the situation. Would I be in the mood to go inside this restaurant. I did not have yet the answer when Billy ran back outside. "Give me a pee, give me a pee Billy, you are a winner !". It seems that the man was feeling growing esteem and he self decided to drink a lot. - "Drink and pee and drink and pee, and win Billy cause Billy is a winner !". Billy was singing his own winning song despite the cricket that probably got shot. Once Billy back inside, it seems that the cricket got his breath on, and sang the ordinary cri-cri. I could hear pee-pee, and started to feel sick. I decided to not move until I recover.
Two minutes later, Billy was back again, out of voice singing "Pilly Joe is a Winner, and the pee got the cricket go on the mind of Pilly, on the mind of the winner". That was desperately awful. When Billy opened the fly, the cricket was still singing. I felt sorry for him, he did not drink enough. I decided that on this day, I could not let the chance to go, and I stood up to give a chance. I gave my pee a delivering run and the cricket kept on silence with the melody. I never felt myself so big and powerful. I gave this man, Pilly Joe, a treasure !
In fact, Pilly Joe was listening too, he closed his fly and ran inside while I was still feeling better. Two seconds later, he went back with follow Bob and -"you hear Bob, that's God luck, giving a pee of chance to me!". I had a long run before I could pee and it took me some time to get off power. But the pee was done and Pilly Joe was happy. He had met the glory of the growing faith. Pilly Joe became a winner and no one would have stopped him. Well, no one...
Pilly and Bob went back inside but few minutes later, they came back together for a pee. -"You're right Pilly, you're a vinner and I am a vinner too". Two feet were not enough, they had to comfort each other on the four feet of their glory. Obviously, they were drunk, and Pilly Joe was still happy. "Wow Bob, isn't it a beautiful night?". The two men were having a pee together. - "You know Pilly, I will never, never be enough thankful for what you did to me. I peed and I won. Even my mum won't believe that! Even the cricket won't believe that! Hey cricket ! Hey, where's the cricket ?".
The cricket probably have smell the trouble before the trouble really arrived. Pilly and Bob went back inside when suddenly, few minutes later, Pilly Joe was pulled outside by the punch of his follow Bob. -"You are a fucking bastard Pilly, you fucked me and now I am fucked... I have lost everything, my hope, my faith, my dignity". -"Come on Bob, you only lost your money, have a pee and go back inside, a few bet and you will pee again!". -"You're right, I will stop to pee, this bet game won't flow me away."
Obviously, the two men were getting bad. I decided to not move until I got the final flush and it seems that standing alone, in the night, on a tree, got me on the urge always. I could not rest and I could not wait, I decided to pee again. Pilly Joe and Bob went back outside while I was delivering myself of this story. -"You see Bob, the pee comes even we don't pee, that's permanent luck, we're lucky forever". -"You're right Pilly, I have you, you have me, and God will pee for us". -"We will be always the best pee friends ever, and the winners". -"Yeh, the winners...".
That was the last day of my freedom. I decided to never pee again outside a conventional corner. I met this night the human nature of the winner and the looser, and while Pilly Joe was becoming a winner, I felt becoming more ashamed. "How could I have made those two man believe that God would pee for them? Is God a gambler ?" I decided to keep the answer for myself and stay alone when I have a pee. Isn't it funny, that social links can raise from a meeting pee party?
Well, not at all.
Note from the author: This story is supposed to become an architecture.
