So I've been having a lot of dream lately and this has been the scariest and most detailed one as of yet. It just so happens that the part that I remember is about cigars.
So...I vaguely remember driving to a tobacconist with my friend Condon and we begin to walk inside. This is where it gets really detailed. I walk in and all we were going to do was get some sticks. He pointed out his cigar and paid for it. It was my turn next.
I remember the lady behind the counter was a sexy looking Cuban woman that apparently didn't know crap about cigars. I'm looking around at the 20' high wall extending 40' just overflowing with cigars. But wait...I look down and there are Partagas Black Pyramides. Mmmmmm...my favorite. I ask..."do you have any other Blacks? Perhaps a classico or magnifico?" She responds in a ditzy, not so sure response, "um...no, that's it." So I tell her that I'll take one and reach for my wallet.
Before I pay I go to pick it up and find that the first one I pick up is so soft that I can pinch my fingers together without even trying. I put that one down and pick up the next one. The same thing happens except this time it's so old that it starts to disintegrate in my fingers. Weird I think. "Do you have any that aren't so wet?"
Of course, "um....no. Don't think so."
"ok, I guess I'll take a CAO Black."
"I don't even know what a Cohiba Black is." She says. Thinking to myself...is that what I said? Then, even though a dream, I verified that I had said CAO Black.
She walks around the counter to me and is coming at me and is looking like a real hottie....
Then I wake up to a stupid alarm...so I push it on the floor and try to get the dream back but it went into another dream and it's all crap. The other dream was stupid too...I guess that's why I don't remember it. But the cigar dream was scary, nightmarish, b/c the cigars in the store were dying and the lady didn't know what she had in! I couldn't see the cigars on the wall b/c it was a dream...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! but she was hot.
So...I vaguely remember driving to a tobacconist with my friend Condon and we begin to walk inside. This is where it gets really detailed. I walk in and all we were going to do was get some sticks. He pointed out his cigar and paid for it. It was my turn next.
I remember the lady behind the counter was a sexy looking Cuban woman that apparently didn't know crap about cigars. I'm looking around at the 20' high wall extending 40' just overflowing with cigars. But wait...I look down and there are Partagas Black Pyramides. Mmmmmm...my favorite. I ask..."do you have any other Blacks? Perhaps a classico or magnifico?" She responds in a ditzy, not so sure response, "um...no, that's it." So I tell her that I'll take one and reach for my wallet.
Before I pay I go to pick it up and find that the first one I pick up is so soft that I can pinch my fingers together without even trying. I put that one down and pick up the next one. The same thing happens except this time it's so old that it starts to disintegrate in my fingers. Weird I think. "Do you have any that aren't so wet?"
Of course, "um....no. Don't think so."
"ok, I guess I'll take a CAO Black."
"I don't even know what a Cohiba Black is." She says. Thinking to myself...is that what I said? Then, even though a dream, I verified that I had said CAO Black.
She walks around the counter to me and is coming at me and is looking like a real hottie....
Then I wake up to a stupid alarm...so I push it on the floor and try to get the dream back but it went into another dream and it's all crap. The other dream was stupid too...I guess that's why I don't remember it. But the cigar dream was scary, nightmarish, b/c the cigars in the store were dying and the lady didn't know what she had in! I couldn't see the cigars on the wall b/c it was a dream...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!! but she was hot.
