Die Hard with a Vengeance 5

Last night I went on an adventure with Bruce Willis. When I woke up this morning, I immediately thought that I just HAD to write this one down, for, when was the last time I had a dream about Bruce Willis?

In my dream, we were all trapped in a different world. The only way back to Earth was to go through a dangerous prison. The prison is literally like a maze, and inside, wonderful world of loonies, crazy inmates and dangerous felons roam freely. Courageous hardy Bruce apparently didn't mind accepting this mission of leading a band of wimps back to Earth through this most dangerous route. Perhaps he didn't realize that HE would be doing most of the hard stuff. So he walks up to the gate of the prison and just opens it. I was there with him and I peeked inside for him. A couple of deranged looking people floated by. One burley tattooed man leered. And then....a seven foot Goliath, ugly and meaty, lurked somewhere in the background. Bruce Willis and I immediately stepped back, ran behind the door and kept it ajar. I knew his plan. He's gonna hide behind the door and as soon as the first bozo tries to come out, he will slam the door in his face. Unfortunately for Brucie, the first person to come out was the 7 foot Goliath. I was hiding in another corner and I tried to warn him. I put my hand high up above me and I mouthed to him, "VERY TALL". He nodded firmly, undeterred from his plan.

He slams the door at the key critical point. Goliath got slammed in his big toe or something, but Goliath nevertheless remained standing and was NOT happy. Suddenly, go figure, Bruce was face to face with the Goliath, but now there is a metal door in between them. Bruce did crazy stunts like putting his hands through and mocking the Goliath to try and catch him. Goliath also tried to put his hand through the bars, but ended up getting stuck. He kept up a series of roars that made me quake in my pants. I was not feeling too optimistic about our mission at this point.

Then the next thing I knew, I saw Goliath down in a hospital bed. Bruce Willis had challenged him to a burger eating contest and one of the burgers got stuck in Goliath's esophagus. They had to pump his stomach. Poor thing. Then I woke up.

Then I realize it's 12 PM and I COMPLETELY missed church while I was in the thrall of re-enacting my version of Die Hard. Oh well...blame it on the moon, what can I say?