It happened last night, right before I woke up. I was on a boat at sea, sitting in an open air theater on deck watching a football game. The rest of the audience was all women. Not just any women, but all my ex-girlfriends and every woman I’ve ever dated!
I was trapped at sea with every last one of my ex-girlfriends. shuder And they, gulp, knew each other.
Luckily, the ship encountered a storm that kicked off dozens of waterspouts. I was violently thrown against a bulk head at one point, but fighting a storm that might sink the ship and kill me is preferable to the quiet, abject horror of being completely surrounded by my ex’s. We might sink! … Good!