"Jerry Davis - Albert's Doorway" - читать интересную книгу автора (Davis Jerry)

Albert had an evil grin. "I can change your mind, you know."
I frowned. "That would be a bad idea. How would you ever get
my genuine opinion if you go and change my mind?"
Albert's grin faded. "I didn't think of that." After a moment
his smile brightened again. "Hey, let's get a bunch of naked high
school cheerleaders in here and have a party!"
"Sounds like you've done this before."
"It was one of the first things I did." He showed me a whole
wastepaper basket full of used condoms. While I was gaping at
that, the girls arrived.

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My resolve to remain uninvolved didn't last long at all. The
next day found me sitting right beside him in the Viper cruising
down the Interstate at a steady 170 MPH, beer bottles in hand,
large cigars in mouth. I was grinning from ear to ear. Life was
good, and I was no longer a virgin. Not only was I no longer a
virgin, I was no longer a virgin a dozen times over. The beer,
which was not really a taste I was used to, seemed to taste better
with every progressive bottle I drained.
Albert didn't seem to be as content as I was. He was
searching for a highway patrol car, but in vain. "If we had tried
this last week, we would have been pulled over within minutes," he
said, brooding. "Now look at us. Are they all on vacation or
what?"
"Maybe the variable you used was too broad. Maybe no trouble
will come our way at all."
He shook his head. "No, this is just dumb luck."


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Finally we spotted a black and white on the opposite side of
the freeway. It had pulled over a big old Lincoln Continental, and
the officer was writing out a ticket. Albert skidded to a stop,
rumbled the Viper across the dirt meridian, and zoomed right up to
the officer. He threw a beer bottle at the man, yelling, "You big
dumb fuck! Come and do your job!" He tromped down on the Viper's
throttle and sent it squealing down the lane. The acceleration was
unreal, throwing my head back and pressing me deep into the plush
leather seat. The cop dashed over to his car, leaped in, and took
off in pursuit.
Albert was laughing hysterically. "I can't believe I did
that! Can you believe I did that? I'm so afraid of authority
figures!"
I, too, was afraid of authority figures. I wasn't finding it
so hysterically funny.
"You big dumb fuck!" Albert yelled again, laughing. "You big