W.A.S.P

I thought I wouldn't wake up anymore... I got off the airplane in the night, my friends went to pick me up for us to go to the hotel where they were staying. Beautiful city, many lights, maybe people don't sleep around here, a lot of them were walking on the streets.

We arrived at the hotel, I don't know which floor was the room but, it was huge. The party had already started, lots of women from all kind and other friends of trip. They had asked me to play with them, it was too long without reuniting with them to play some music. “We have a surprise!” – he said, when I looked behind they were bringing a big barrel of scotch – where did these fuckers steal that from!? – it was possible to feel the scent of the oak, “We got it nearby” – he said throwing a ecstasy on my mouth.

Let’s go to the music! We started with our first music, the people were crazy – maybe they had rented the hotel – women were dancing in the living room, others drinking straight from the barrel and I with my cup flipped it in every opportunity. One of the girls walked on stage and kissed me dropping a little of her blue drink in my mouth, I miss the old times. The night was just beginning, the show had ended but the music continued – with the sound of an old Hard Rock I got drunk – I walked out of the stage in a good shape, still falling on the floor with no reason at all – I laughed at myself while the others jumped – I danced with some girls, I met with an old known one, we went to the bathroom to kill the missing of other times. Nothing could stop me, the road was long and that was the best part of the trip.

We stole a car and we went for a ride around the city, four men and four chicks in a car, we toured for the entire city – the teets on my face were blinding me – we stopped by some bars and some nightclubs until we come back to the hotel, – what was made of the car? – the music was still loud and the scotch had ended, after the bottle of tequila I blacked out.

I don't know what day is today.... I woke up dropped in a bed with some women,  the whole bedroom was full of people on the floor, the smell of whiskey on the carpet, bottles, the broken barrel, a wheel of car nailed to the roof – how did we do that? –, “Are you better?” – the familiar voice got my attention, I answered yes then we went to eat something.

I went to my room, – I think I got punched – my face hurt, somethings I don't remember... I need to go back to sleep... We need to work...