So I am sent to
Wal-Mart to
buy something.
Batteries, I think. While I am there, I buy a 25-cent
soda from the
machine. It is a
coke. I take a
sip of the coke, but then I realize that I do not drink Coca-Cola. I spit it out, feeling a little
dirty. Then, out of
nowhere,
Christina Ricci comes up and starts talking to me as if she knows me. This is
odd, for in
real life, I have no
fixation on Ricci. I think it came from the
fact that I read a very
funny writeup here about her. But I
digress . . . .
We are walking around the store, with her acting like a
drunk or something. Being
loud,
bothering
people, etc. We see various people that I know in the store, and I am quite
embarassed to be seen with her
The end.