Chantix dream

September 9th, 2007 § 0 comments

I worked at a restaurant frequented by executives. On the large front porch there were two crudely supported awnings made of post and plywood. They were covered in books. I watched be messed with by a very large man. He was on his phone the whole time. At one point he went inside. I was too busy to confront him then about messing with the awnings/shelters, but when he came back outside i did. I threw the giant fatass around Aikido style, causing him to fall and be embarrassed. He was actually quite light. Ultimately he was on the ground when his transformation began. He willed himself to shed all the weight, and quite dramatically, as if crawling out of a suit, a young lithe man came.

I had a firefight with some young black men in a parkinglot. I acquired an m16 that had a decent scope and no muzzle brake? I got one of them

Anthony discovered he’d cheated on and was at my restaurant to pick up his new wife. Literally he was bringing a girl flowers, had a great black, white and purple tux on, and proposed to this girl he had worked with I think.

I too at one point ended up in some couples house, in Colorado. There was his plane and toys and his beer everywhere. Her and I were in the kitchen fooling around. He came into the kitchen but only i was disturbed by it. Apparently it was pretty well over.

 

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