Prisoner

The other night i dreamed i was out carousing in a saloon somewhere- i kept trying to order 'White Russians' - but the bartender only laughed. It seemed as though the planet was run by and populated only by Africans, so there no longer was such a drink as a 'White Russians' (?) .....the next day, i had pretty much forgotten this dream. ....That evening i went bar hopping for the first time in a year. I ordered White Russians all night long, and only then did i remember.....

She probably was the the one for me, but i was too dumb then to know how to make it happen. We met in Europe, she was from Bratislava, her name was L........

Most people don't understand that the real purpose of intoxication is to sharpen the mind. You become more honest with your feelings, the truth comes out...