Thursday, January 21, 2010

Prison Dream

This post only makes sense if you read "Power to Protect and Defend."

I had a dream last night. In my dream I went to a Christmas party. I took brownies. It was like a pot luck, or at least I thought it was. I ate the wrong parties food and the rightful owner of the food pressed charges against me. I didn't get a lawyer and plead guilty hoping the judge would take pity on me. He gave me two years in jail. I remember jail very well. The only currency was a stone system using different kinds of rocks. Everyone there was only there for a few months, but I was there for two years because I didn't have the money for a lawyer. On a side note, people at the party ate all my brownies.


Melissa Bowman said...

good brownies! yum

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