Tuesday, October 22, 2013
STOP-PP-pushing me!
(I'll edit his later.) We have a coffee machine at work… an automat. It takes coins and the sugar will eventually kill you.
I had a coffee machine in my dream last night.
It was a nice one. It kept giving me extra coins and I couldn't fit them in my coin purse so I just kept stuffing them in my pockets and shoes (?).
A man came behind me. He wanted to use the machine but I hadn't gotten my cup yet, I was still in the middle of making money with it
He started pushing me, poking and kicking slightly with the tip of his shoe. I told him to "Back it off!"
He didn't listen.
This is where my dreams tap in to some freaky ancient monkey shit DNA…
I roared at him like a lion and went real close to his face and snapped my teeth right by his nose. He looked wary but kept yelling he wanted to use "that darn machine!" I was still waiting for my cup to fill so I jumped at him (I jumped maybe 5cm, he's really close) and licked his face. I literally wet his whole cheek. I do this in my dreams a lot! I think I've seen it in so many movies where you get out of a tight grip just by kissing the attacker (I think Roger Rabbit or Bugs Bunny did it).
He backed off.
I got my coffee and a kilo of change.
The guy was quite handsome: Athletic, youngish, well groomed… but WHAT AN ASS HOLE.
Looks aren't everything.
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