Early this morning I was startled awake by an emergency siren.
I leapt out of bed, my heart pounding, yelling “Paul Ryan! Protect Paul Ryan!”
I frantically looked around. It was dark. I couldn’t see anything. I ran across the room to turn on the light as the siren blared.
I was alone. The guards must have already taken him to safety.
Suddenly, I realized that I was in my bedroom. My alarm clock was ringing, not an emergency siren. It was 6:00 AM and I had to get ready for work.
What the hell was I dreaming about?
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This is Hilarious! Hopefully you don’t have any more dreams about him. However, if you do please let us know lol:)