OUR BAR

Spiritualists believe to be five in number the Spiritual Metropolis orbiting the planet in big name, but there are other Spiritual Colonies which have category of lower rank compared to Spiritual Metropolis , one of the colony is Our Bar

- Gee , I died , aê ! ic ... The bad thing is we separate the people we love . But deep down, Pinguço loves no one , ic ... not even himself and especially the liver itself has no mercy.

Do not even know it was my right passing, I came here and told me I had died of alcohol poisoning . But how ? I'm finding it very strange. ic ... When I drank, and much, for at least twenty years to die of alcohol poisoning ? Thirty-eight years . ic ... Well , coming here , I was wandering aimlessly , never dawns here , is eternally filled night neon lights , where there are alleys full of bars . Almost everything is tequila ... dgi ... ô ... ic ... tequilo ... dgi ... ô ... ic ... telo dgi ... ô ... ic - tec ... in it - gi - ca -men- te ... phew , left ... ic ... hehehehe ... very evolved . It is a futuristic city , like say the blue planet . Here no one lives , no one rests , wanders from bar to bar and better, the drink is 0800 . Ic ... do not use wallet to pay appetizers , prostitutes , those who come here come for pure even vocation , are generous , the male prostitutes too. Bars with live music , clubbing , but best of all are the same taverns , and the Carioca style . The most famous are the Wladimir Coffee House and Bar Araque or Brahma .

On earth , after four hours of  BBQ , had a fight . For example , if the event began at fourteen hours , around eighteen burst a horrible fight with mouth hits , breaking the bottle , attempted murder , ic ... even murder , I think it was that died . But come to a wonderful place where you can forever keep my vices . ic ... It's good , ever cross with intellectual frontline who lived on earth , of all ages , it is interesting , and all have their uniqueness and their timeless modernism. We all speak a universal , ic ... dialect arrived already knowing how to speak . Here all smell like perfume and cigarettes . Has not this area of non -smoking . ic ... I've been told that the sea is near here , but I know that 's a lie .

Resuming ic ... " the time of the fight," the mentors let roll , when ( ever) , after all it is all dead and spice bar without this world there is cause for comment for at least three or four days . We have fun so ... ic ... Where are you pulling me ? ic ... Hey, that bar is this ?

- This here is a hospital , Pinguço ! You left an alcoholic coma !

Help me! my idea ran away

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m forty, I'm beautiful , seductive , fun , friendly , smart , outgoing, go where I draw attention particularly of women , they adore me , idolize me , and all the academic and scientific community . If there really is a God , I was touched by all its glories and blessings , my family is upper middle class , very united and intact , I'm a lucky guy . I am a very vain man. I love compliments . My ego is too vain . Any idiot can win me with lies and liars and even compliments , I like to hear them . It is a sign that , somehow , want to get something out of me , and think it is a sign that I have something more to offer , or the illusion that I have something more to offer , and it flatters me . I have a very inflated ego to be considered an intellectual respected by academia worldwide , when overdone in my 15 years Glenrothes then, all my theories fall apart , I'm insufferable , arrogant , nor seem that simple genius, humble , caring , which uses simple, accessible words to communicate . Turn a cad unmannerly without many scruples , I join the crowd , utter flowery words to show me, but do not speak bad words , there would be too incompatible with my education degree . My family never let out any word of profanity within the walls of the house and I can almost guarantee that not outside it. That does not stop me from taking a poke at first they do talk some bullshit in my presence , since words do not reach , we use signs to understand.

One of these days , late at night , after having taught classes for a group of postdoctoral , a public university here in Rio de Janeiro , decided to stop in a bar . I chose a table outside the establishment on a sidewalk and ordered two shots of brandy .

Only had Dreher . No outline, it occurred to me suddenly , an idea that would get me to the list of the great geniuses of mankind , still taken by ecstasy screamed : " Wonder" - I could see that the bar patrons and passersby looked at me astonished . I searched my molesquine fast and pen, my tablet , a napkin , my cell phone , laptop , anything to write it down and hold it . I look around and , in a second, the idea dissolved to become a gelatinous phosphorescent material environment full of letters , mathematical symbols , musical notes , making sounds , and many unintelligible sounds , every time changed known or unimaginable , forms ran , ran , as could have flown or had disappeared , disintegrated , but lucky for me , still seen around the corner , take the human form of a beautiful woman in a cab and go toward the South Zone I felt an overwhelming desire for her and my attention was diverted for a moment , but came back to me , because I recognized to be an illusion . Desperate , I waited another taxi and spend even remembered that my car was parked in front of the bar. I waved , and thought, " They must be in the tunnel Santa Barbara ." Inside the tunnel , located the vehicle and asked the driver steer parallel to it . Soon after another taxi stopped and saw my idea to rush out again and hitting the streets , I stopped , I paid the race without picking up the change , and shouted : " Come here, thug , you're mine " - What had already become a little dragon lamp ten centimeters. He stopped , distracted, was all desert , dawn was announced , it was very cold in the dead of winter , wanted to catch it with cupped hands , slowly , the (returning to the idea of ​​Ideas ) grabbed the tip of the tail , would swallow her , opening his mouth wide , but it slipped through his fingers , frowned at me with mocking thumbs pressing cheeks stretched , her little hands shaking , gyrating and showing the rear and to my dismay , leaped close to my face and fell into a culvert , leaving the opposite side of the road. 've Rushed towards him and did not notice a car coming at high speed towards me , passed me and thanks to the Holy Spirit , your mirror just tore a piece of my jacket. I stumbled a bit, but was determined to hunt her down . Disappeared ? Where would she be ? I notice something moving behind a tree , go down there and a voice asks: " Mister, has changed for me " Glad it was not a thief , just missing this ! Again I saw my trapped in the corner of a fence of a building under construction idea . I said, " You're scared , are not you? I own you , I'll protect you ! " At that moment she was huge, transparent , light , roaring and breathing fire , so that the whole city could see her , looked at me , I felt it my end as threatened stepping on me , protected his head with his arms and hands , an instinctive gesture, but miraculously disappeared . I could still see the tip of his tail there on a pole entering a telephone line . The next day my idea was circulating the Internet the other younger and more handsome genius I received the credit.

I'm sure that soon soon another fantastic idea appears to me . And I 'll leave to transit around myself , I will assign the patent rights to some charity , some altruistic NGOs ... Rhum , idea son of a bitch !