Nothing like a refreshing can of Rheineck, warmed to perfection, to start off the day. (Clearly, your dream has contaminated your sense of good judgement.) You crack open a can, make a toast to the paper-thin wall partition and your loud neighbor, and take a drink, failing to notice the expiration date on the can. Meh, tastes like diluted water. Mixed with...floaters. Suddenly you feel extremely dizzy and light headed, and you collapse on the floor. Struggling to open your eyes again, you see a large fluffy rabbit standing over you. |