Parking Lot Conflict

            I dreamed I was in a fight in a parking lot because a couple of young men had taken the Chrysler symbol off the back of N's new hovercraft.

            It almost wasn't a fight, the young man, who I'd caught with the symbol, was about to return it to me, when his partner showed up, so figuring the odds were now two to one he decided to fight.

            They didn't take into account that N is a veteran foot stomper, and soon it was back to one on one. I gave the greasy haired youngster a super atomic wedgie, and made him lay on the ground until the police could come and collect them. I told him they could have walked away if they'd just returned the symbol and left us with enough cash to get the damage repaired. But no, now they were going to go to jail and they would have to pay a larger restitution, not to mention all the time behind bars.

 

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