There is that song I so much like, it just turns up my vibe. What's the song again? Oh! Yeah, I'm gonna take my horse to the old town road... Wow! I so much love that song, it makes me feel a direct hold over my entire being. It is... wait! What the frick! Ohh God! I am dead. Healer of souls, redeemer of hearts, save me! Oh! Crap!, how could I be this careless?! And like that I have lost my $110. Oh, my God! I really deserve death. Death by stoning. How could there exist a worse fool than me in this universe? Just like that! Before my God-for-nothing eyes! I had lost such a big sum.
My eyes became watery, I don't know! Maybe because of the weather, it is windy, I guess. My belly began growling, unable to contend with the fierce hunger that was eating me up.
My intellect had already suffered a severe blow and this good-for-nothing hunger was only heightening the severity of the situation. My mind was going bonkers. I couldn't come to terms with this retaliation from nature. Had God worn terms accepting more money from Granny? But for God's sake, she was the one who gave it to me, willingly at that! How could I reject a request from an angel like her; even God would revoke my rights in heaven if I did!
I can't lie that I had peaceful sleep that night. I kept on dreaming about the God-of-money attacking me.
At one point, he held a machete, at the other he had a machine-gun. His body was green, the full body resembling that of a hundred dollar bill, thin defined arms sticking out, ready to grab my throat.
In a multi-coloured room, filled with dolls, sat a damsel. She looked distressed, very distressed. She couldn't help placing her hand on her chest. What was this weird feeling that stagnated her mind. His scent was too much for her to bear. She still smelled it up to now. His defined and toned body refused to disappear from her mind. There was that evil smile of his that just heightened his charm. For God's sake, what was she thinking. He was supposed to be her arch-nemesis, but why? She decided to place those thoughts at the back of her mind.
Oh, wow!! Yes, yes!! The God-of-money actually had a sister. As he was running after me, she jumped out of his pockets, how strange! But did I care anyway, I was so gonna have fun with her. He tried to utter out incoherent words, even going as far as stretching out his hand but I didn't listen. I pulled her hand and felt the softness, so gratifying. There was that delicacy in her touch that made her unrejectable.
I pulled her in my embrace, I inched my face closer, to see those velvet lips. I brought my face closer now, literally two millimetres away and f**k!! just then, just then! The God-of-money gave me a resounding slap that woke me up from my fantasy of a dream.
Ohh! Crap! Did I just have a wet dream?