I sneezed and she said "Gaia bless you".

I sneezed and she said "Gaia bless you". I screwed up my face in a frown and said "What?" She said "Surely you realize

"I deal only in the harder stuff," said the pharmacist, and he produced a bottle of Scotch. It was around this time that I noticed he was not so much a pharmacist as a bartender.

More than one thing hadn't made much sense that night; the pharmacy turning spontaneously into a bar seemed light in comparison. Maybe I was dreaming - but this felt too real, and

the woman mixing pills behind the counter looked like Mrs. Floberst the wife of the pharmacy owner. "Hubert, you look tense. Take one of my fuzzy tranquilizers." she said eyeing

the knife drawer, "just take one of those straight to the jugular and you will be fast asleep in no time!" Without a worry in the world he plunged the "tranquilizer" into his neck

but the needles was so long that it passed through the neck into his thumb on the other side. Instantly he felt incredibly warm and tired. Just then his victim awoke from sleep and

found he had a hump on his back. Hard to ignore, it made it very hard for him to sleep in that position. It sloshed a bit, but he was thirsty less frequently. "Two-drink minimum,"

Magda droned, mascara smeared down her wrinkled cheek.His thirst now quenched, he slid off the bar stool and headed back to the Tropicana, bumping his hump against the goddess

statue out the front of the Tropicana. A bouncer saw and said to him "I think you have had enough sir". He would not be getting back into the Tropicana tonight so he went home.