There I was, standing on the back patio "somewhere", arguing with some Scottish guy, who was BIGGER than me by a long shot. I felt it important to relay to him that I had no fear of him, and "didn't appreciate him fuckin with me", and somehow Prebe came walking up the steps behind me with (what else

) a large metal serving tray full of different kinds of drinks (peace offerings?). well, I was very animated in my discussion with the Scottish guy, and in being so my arm knocked the tray right out of Prebe's hand, all over the ground. Scottish guy continued to try to intimidate me, and I continued to make it clear that if it was a go he wanted, I would certainly give him one, whether he was 8 ft tall or not! right then it flashed to me sitting in a classroom, right behind HLT!

He turned around, and said, very snidely, "why don't you just shut the fuck up Esmer?" The next thing I know his head is between my legs with his feet in the air as I am proceeding to piledrive him into the floor.....then I woke up.
heh, sorry HLT, nothin personal, I hope wherever you are you're ok......and Prebe, we need more drinks!
