– 7AM, November 10, 2015: South Fork Ranch, Dallas, TX
Pamela Ewing sat on the bed, reading an e-book.
Suddenly, she was visibly perplexed to note the sound of running water in the attached bathroom.
She laid her iPad on the nightstand, got out of bed, and walked to the bathroom in a gait that suggested valium addiction.
The water was running – and through the pebbled glass partition, she noticed the figure of a naked man inside.
Notwithstanding the fact that she was as certain as she ever was that there hadn’t been a man in the house the night before, she walked to the shower stall and opened the door.
Inside, a nude, wet Bobby Ewing stood, rinsing off.
“Hey”, he said. “I saw you reading Trulbert! A Comic Novella About the End of the World As We Know It” . What the hell is a “trulbert”, anyway?”
Wait – is this how “Trulbert” really ends?
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Bob woke up feeling disoriented. He turned to his wife, and his confusion deepened. He was expecting Mary Frann, but there was Suzanne Pleshette, looking familiar and quite at home.
“I just had the strangest dream,” Bob said.
OK, so it’s back to the drawing board for Thursday.
As Myron Ilktost awoke one morning from uneasy dreams he found himself transformed in his bed into a gigantic insect.
Ok now you are just being a ass mitch. What next revelation that it was in a snowglobe being imagined by a autistic kid? Sheesh
Kafka! There should have been a character named Kafka!