"A lunatic has escaped from an insane asylum" was the news repeating on the radio. It can be distinguished by a red spot on a five-pointed star on the left shoulder. My wife was scared and my mother crouched beside the fire trying not to seem nervous and only pursue their needlework. Keep your house locked while you are sober is not hazardous, but if you take a glass of wine can be very dangerous. My wife asked me to put crossbars behind the door and adjust the windows, but it was too early to lock ourselves within the four walls, radio had stopped playing music, all they did was repeat the same news. So I decided to adjust the windows, looking for a pair of crossbars in the basement, and go the bar for a bottle of wine to ease the burden of the night. They asked me not to leave, but I refused, he was unwilling to spend another boring night. Of course, it would have been different if I had paid attention, I could not imagine that the mad, in his wandering aimlessly, go into the bar.
When I arrived all the tables were occupied, I sat at the bar and ordered my bottle. At that time sounded announcing the start of competition of wine tasters. The restaurant's owner climbed on top of one table and announced the prizes: First prize, "he said: 380 euros. The gleam in the eyes of all was like a flash and once-secret group. -Second Prize: Three nights Torremilanos hotel in Ribera de Duero. That's perfect, I thought, would be three nights without looking at my mother's face and enjoy a second honeymoon, that much I miss him. -Third prize: a batch of this winery, Williams & Humbert. That was not bad, with that lot I would save a good sum.
- Who will participate? - Shouted the owner. I raised my hand immediately, as did all the men around me and even mad at that very moment came in the door.
At home my wife and my mother was nervous because they should have put the contest lasted more than necessary, after two hours there were only four competitors: an old man who owned a vineyard in the south of town, a gentleman from Madrid who wore white and carried a very elegant hat tied with a black ribbon, the madman who had tasted more of the account had been drunk in total more than three bottles for the final round and had removed his shirt, showing her huge red star on the left shoulder, as if it was the tattoo of a warrior. In the bar no one knew because I never turned on the radio. Always preferred the jukebox with the same tangos and boleros every night. I tried to warn the owner of the premises on the danger posed by the man, but he ignored me and threatened to expel me from the competition if I knew behave.
started the final round and when it was the turn of mad his shoulders were swollen, the star seemed to come alive and laughed out loud while everyone started to fall, as trees felled at one stroke, on the floor of the bar. Just stayed at the last contestants standing and the owner of the premises. The madman took the red star, with a bit confusing two movements made her brandishing a knife and forced us to stick to the wall. The owner offered EUR 380, but he also asked the hotel reservation, took the basket with the lot and ran into the street. Working
cost us recover from the shock. Men in local rose one by one, the owner said it would close. When I got home my wife scolded me, besides my delay, with the excitement he had forgotten the bottle of wine over the bar in the bar.
When I arrived all the tables were occupied, I sat at the bar and ordered my bottle. At that time sounded announcing the start of competition of wine tasters. The restaurant's owner climbed on top of one table and announced the prizes: First prize, "he said: 380 euros. The gleam in the eyes of all was like a flash and once-secret group. -Second Prize: Three nights Torremilanos hotel in Ribera de Duero. That's perfect, I thought, would be three nights without looking at my mother's face and enjoy a second honeymoon, that much I miss him. -Third prize: a batch of this winery, Williams & Humbert. That was not bad, with that lot I would save a good sum.
- Who will participate? - Shouted the owner. I raised my hand immediately, as did all the men around me and even mad at that very moment came in the door.
At home my wife and my mother was nervous because they should have put the contest lasted more than necessary, after two hours there were only four competitors: an old man who owned a vineyard in the south of town, a gentleman from Madrid who wore white and carried a very elegant hat tied with a black ribbon, the madman who had tasted more of the account had been drunk in total more than three bottles for the final round and had removed his shirt, showing her huge red star on the left shoulder, as if it was the tattoo of a warrior. In the bar no one knew because I never turned on the radio. Always preferred the jukebox with the same tangos and boleros every night. I tried to warn the owner of the premises on the danger posed by the man, but he ignored me and threatened to expel me from the competition if I knew behave.
started the final round and when it was the turn of mad his shoulders were swollen, the star seemed to come alive and laughed out loud while everyone started to fall, as trees felled at one stroke, on the floor of the bar. Just stayed at the last contestants standing and the owner of the premises. The madman took the red star, with a bit confusing two movements made her brandishing a knife and forced us to stick to the wall. The owner offered EUR 380, but he also asked the hotel reservation, took the basket with the lot and ran into the street. Working
cost us recover from the shock. Men in local rose one by one, the owner said it would close. When I got home my wife scolded me, besides my delay, with the excitement he had forgotten the bottle of wine over the bar in the bar.
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