Bill and I were at a Christian retreat recently when orders came to evacuate. Apparently it was the end of the world and we were being attacked by giant aliens who liked to eat metal. After careful consideration, we decided that the best place to hide would be a small island with no refined metal.
We built a hut out of bamboo, our furniture had pegs instead of nails, we got rid of all shoes and clothing that had metal in them so that the aliens couldn't sense us and wouldn't bother with us. After hiding out for a considerable length of time during a hurricane. I decided to go to the mainland to get some supplies (I had heard that the aliens were defeated). I went by the retreat center, which had only five survivors out of the 200 that had stayed, and dropped Bill off to see what he could salvage, then I headed to the grocery store. I walked into the HEB and it looked just like it had looked right before Hurricane Rita, the shelves were pretty bare. I went along and grabbed what I could.
When I got to the soda aisle, I saw one 12-pack of Dr. Pepper hidden in the back of the cold beer case. As I grabbed the box of sodas, I heard a commotion up front, two of the giant aliens (they looked like big slugs) were still alive and had crashed into the store. They were headed for the metal grocery shelves and were shooting lasers from their eyes. I left my cart and ran to the front of the store and checked out my Dr. Pepper. One of the giant slugs was blocking the front of the store.
After considering my options I ran for the back emergency exit figuring it was okay if the alarms were set off by my departure. I jumped in my red MR2 and headed home. As I was driving down the highway toward the washed out portion of road, I remembered Bill telling me that I had to reach 78mph to make the jump over the missing highway and get to the island.
After landing safely and hiding the car, I headed for the hut to have a Dr. Pepper confident that the slugs couldn't reach me because the ocean is full of salt and we all know what happens when you pour salt on a slug.
The phone rang a few minutes later and I woke up.
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I love your dreams. I can't wait to see you at christmas.
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Why am I not surprised that your dream focused on the Dr. Pepper. Are you living Dr. Pepper free again?
I was until I had this dream. It's hard to resist when you can taste it and feel the burn going down in your sleep.
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