Immortal Courage

Jorgito danced to the moon and drunk too much. He was constantly vomiting on the way to home. He kissed several vaginas, including an ugly Japanese vagina, but he could not remember who he made out with. We were too exhausted and fell asleep on the way to home. While we were riding on a train, suddenly, Jorgito was hitting my right shoulder. When I woke up and realized what just happened, it was too late. Jorgito had jumped off the train already. Gerardo and I were worried about him and reached to the conclusion: he did not know how to get to my house; we had better go back to the previous station to pick him up. It was very early morning and only a few trains were working at such an ungodly hour. Thereupon, we had no choice; we hailed a cab and drove back to Tanashi Station. When we arrived at the station anxiously, Jorgito was standing on the platform and leaning his back on the wall. As soon as he saw us approaching, he muttered, with a half-smile on his lips, “I threw up. I couldn’t help it.”

“Ha-ha-ha… you overjoyed screwball! What would’ve done if we hadn’t showed up?” I asked, smiling.

“I guess I would’ve just hopped in a next train. I don’t know, man….”

As we came back to Tokorozawa Station, Jorgito divulged, “Amigo, believe me, I’ve never been as drunken as the last night in my entire life. Shogo, stop laughing, I’m telling the truth. Ask Gerardo, who will confirm you anyway. What I want to say is that I’ve been a shit sacred of being a slave again, so I needed to forget everything. I promise I’ll never drink in the future as last night, and it was the very last time you’d witness my debauchery, ha-ha-ha…. Anyway, what a wonderful time I had, notwithstanding I was continuously vomiting like a riotous volcano. Thanks you very much, amigo, I’ve loved this vacation and enjoyed every single moment to the fullest. This is a real life, you know; going to a stupid office five days a week isn’t a life I want! It’s so stupid, you know, it’s so stupid indeed, why do I have to go back to Mexico to be a slave again? Can’t comprehend it! Oh my God, it’s so cold here like China. Hurry up, man, I’m fucking freezing. Shogo, you beheld my courage last night, so now you know how dangerous my courage is. You have to come to Mexico soon, amigo, so that I can show you my courage again, ha-ha-ha…. Be aware of my immortal courage!”

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