Bruce Wayne killed mom and dad when she was a baby bat, Peter Parker gets a spider bite radioactive GM Robert Bruce Banner was hit by gamma rays to save Rick Jones has turned green with anger. the price to pay to become a superhero is always been high.
I found myself with a scar on the scrotum, but no super powers. only a cat litter and a big headache.
the cat had escaped. my balls were back in their place. I wanted to see? I was going crazy? the only thing that was clear was how my life had become like a long tunnel, with the bitter realization that if I see the light, that was only the entrance.
I walked around hoping to find the car at traffic lights red, yellow, slow down and look with all those people through the glass of the car, as if they were extras in a script without a subject.
a woman and a child were holding hands across the sidewalk to my left. she cried, the child ate an ice cream with his free hand, but the ice that falls from his hands and began to cry too. behind them, a German shepherd who walked an elderly blind man with sunglasses, stopped to smell the ice on the ground. Grandpa took advantage of the pause to start pissing in front of the window of a boutique high fashion in full swing, in front of the beautiful and elegant ladies committed. a girl inside the store staff noticed and seemed to call someone with his finger pointing in the direction of the elderly while the dazed confusion take hold among the elegant ladies and their rich husbands. but the German shepherd pointed something, and left in the fourth, taking with him the old man with flashes of urine everywhere.
still shouting horns. even the green light.
looked in the rearview mirror and saw Umberto Bossi, looking impatient and strong hands nervously on the steering wheel. I rang again.
slipped comfortably the first and spread slowly to make it even more angry. the road routes to twenty hour continuing to keep an eye on the mirror. seemed to have started to curse but I could not hear him. began to zigzag with the car, more to express his impatience that groped for a pass. both knew that there would be enough space. then tried a surprise move, turning right, but I sensed immediately his intentions: the bastard would have embarked on the road parallel to then check in front of the roundabout.
having no car in front speed up gaining the pole position at the crossroads and traffic flow I remain ready to go.
pending Umberto I saw passing in front of a dog type Lessie with a pink bow on his head, followed closely by the first German shepherd with his tongue hanging out and shabby as an old and incontinent, which dragged on a leash still pee on the right and left. then I saw him, Umberto, I made the engine roar, I let go the last machine before him and snapped. perfect timing. I was the front again. deceleration and so resumed my pace phlegmatic twenty per hour.
pending Umberto I saw passing in front of a dog type Lessie with a pink bow on his head, followed closely by the first German shepherd with his tongue hanging out and shabby as an old and incontinent, which dragged on a leash still pee on the right and left. then I saw him, Umberto, I made the engine roar, I let go the last machine before him and snapped. perfect timing. I was the front again. deceleration and so resumed my pace phlegmatic twenty per hour.
looked in the mirror: Umberto beat her fists on the steering wheel separately invoking saints and demons.
however, the ephemeral satisfaction soon left the place with a heavy sense of dissatisfaction. as the unpleasant feeling of having nothing better to do. What was a child. ridiculous. so I turned left to clear the road. I played with the horn to say goodbye to Humbert, but he pulled out his middle finger out the window by sending me to fuck sincerely.
had to do something, but I did not want to do anything. I did not want to work or marry. was voluntary, but the lepers, the obese, the elderly, doctors, lawyers and managers made me sick. not envisaged anything good horizon. possibly with the alcoholism I finally found something authentic in worrying about, so I stopped at a Pakistani and bought a bottle of rum on the cheap. then went back into the car and the red in red brindai health across the nation.
how long I should wait before they hit the bottom?
maybe I was already digging into quicksand.
was drunk soon. the first steps in the career of an alcoholic are the easiest. so I headed home before you see me driving license and vehicle confiscated.
soon I found parking right in front of my gate. perhaps an unknown god, and lonely alcoholic, was feeding mercy on me.
inside the elevator I was there, in the mirror, or at least the new me. my body was changing. my hair was thicker, my eyes bluer. I found that under the layer of fat that had always been wrapped were buried elastic muscles and strong. not to mention the shit, now could have become rich and famous actor.
reached the floor, I opened the door and felt a strange tingling in the testes.
turned on the light and saw a white envelope on the floor. I picked it up and opened it.
was a letter:
Dear Candidate,
inform you that the assessment of its requirements for the role:
Agent Team Benedetta Benedetto
was successful.
His code name is: N0144
His appointment will Start From: Now
Please submit in our office in Barletta, Via Boccassini 21,
for the registration of the contract of employment to infinite time.
And 'our duty to inform you that, for security reasons, the cancellation of his memory has already begun.
Sincerely
Human Resources Department - The Team Benedetta.
- now?
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