fast forward .. after mario departed

we all had a hot bath .. freshened up

months in the mountains had us stir crazy

we couldn't hardly wait to get downtown

ordered drinks all around .. at the purple pig

turned out to be a wild hippie .. biker bar

a few scraggly bikers were hanging out

trying to mix with the cool, heady crowd

everyone there completely ignored them

so they took the situation to extremes

loudly challenged anyone in the lounge

to a friendly game of eight ball .. billiards

loser would have to slide down the long slide

top of the slide was bolted to the bar's counter

freezing cold water pool waited two floors below

viola nudged me .. saying you shoot him

I replied sure .. venecia stepped up

related she wanted to shoot first

I calmly sat back down at the bar

hiding my curiousity .. sipping my beer

I didn't know it at the time

venecia shot a pretty mean stick

after she'd clean broken the rack

she methodically took the big biker down

eight ball in the far corner .. it was all over

the big lug climbed the precarious steps

was over large sitting atop the thin slide

played it off as a harmless .. silly joke

much to our surprise .. his eyes grew wide

venecia shoved his bulk with her shoulder

off he went down the shaky slide

he reached out .. tried to grab her

smoothly she stepped aside .. giggled

the giant biker crashed in the ice cold pool

heard over the loud splashing .. he cursed her

clambering slowly back up the steps

treading water .. what seemed like forever

he sat hard .. heavy on a wooden barstool

squish .. icy cold water trickled in torrents

he smiled kind of crazy while we laughed

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