El Diablo’s Chardonnay
Pepe lay in the tub thinking in an altered manner. He listened to music, holding a remote in one hand and a glass of wine in the other hand…
It was then that El Diablo approached him to converse about things. Seems that a few years had passed since they had last had this opportunity.
Pepe wasn’t in the mood to talk much but knew he didn’t have much choice, especially since it was El Diablo’s chardonnay he was drinking. A few issues of pendejadas were brought up for discussion. Chinese food, stage plays and dances were topics touched upon as well as the lack of a wine fridge.
El Diablo gave his warnings and advice then departed to where desires and intentions were more abundant.