Nightmare
I had nightmares last night. In it, I went to a slummy trailer park and stole $10,000 and tow large gold bars. Never got caught. I had to go through a kind of border crossing and never got searched. I guess I looked too honest.
There were also some very short people, maybe two feet tall. They called themselves Geneticants. Genetic Mutants. Whatever that means.
I cannot imagine stealing.
Well, not quite true. Back in the 70s we got really lousy service at a Keg Restaurant. We stole two steak knives. I still have them. I have been on the run from the law for over 3 decades.
1 comments:
You have made a fatal mistake. The Keg Restaurant has been trying to track you down for years. They called here but I pretended I didn't know you. Now I will be in trouble too. If they don't get you the Genetic Mutants probably will. Oh, the trouble you are in.
It was nice knowing you.
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