Only in Dreams

It was late over at our place and for some reason or another someone brought over a milk gallon full of pre-mixed screwdrivers. We all got drunk. I only had two glasses but that was enough so that I couldn’t walk very well. Jeff started jumping on the couch where Greg and Athena were sitting laughing.

I was involved in a bank robbery. We just had guns and we walked right in, demanded all the cash in the registers and then we rushed out. Part of our escape plan was to run around the corner of the building and hide in a janitorial closet where the door faced the street. We hid and locked the door. Outside I heard police and swat teams searching for us. One of the guys with me dropped some cash and all the cash on the ground started to make rustling sounds. I think the cops heard this cause they started knocking on the door.