It happened again! Yesterday night I had a dream with the youngest of the revolutionary brothers, Raul Castro. Now chill, don't go postal on me I haven't told you my first dream with the oldest one yet, Fidel.
My first dream was about 15 years ago, yes I have a very good memory. In that dream I was visiting Cuba after a night yo remember in the casinos and the copa cabana, it was time to come home but before I left Fidel Castro came over to say goodbye. We got talking and then he told me:
- "Here! This are the numbers that will make you win the lottery."
And I played the numbers and won. It was the most peaceful dream, all my debts had been dealt with and I had no more money problems. It goes with out saying that it has been 15 years I played those numbers and I have never won the jackpot. But yesterday the Castro connection may have taken place.
Last night Raul showed up and I was showing him the town. Then when it was time to go we parted at a dock and as he was waving goodbye he yelled these words to me:
- "Recuerdate de Cuba chico!"
I wolk up and inmediatly made the connection. It's time to play the lottery and win the Jackpot that Fidel promised me so many years ago.
So if you don't hear from me next week you kno why....or the feds picked me up for socializing with a comunist.
With my luck I will probably have to wait for the Che to show up before any money is won.
What do you think doctor, I am nuts?
Have a good day people!
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