Bought a new truck a few days ago. Nothing exciting just another Ford Ranger to replace the Ford Ranger I'd had for nearly thirteen years. The old one ran fine after 237,000 miles (380,000 km) so I parked it out back and I'll drive it on the rare snow day this winter or for special situtations as they arise. The old truck was my beast of burden for some of the work we have all seen. It carried me to Studio 588 many times as well as Kristine and I on several misadventures. It was the only truck my daughter and my dog have ever known. Needless to say I have quite an attachment to it.
Here's where the dream kicks in - In my dream I'm trying to pull this thing into the car dealership to trade it in when suddenly the salesman yells at me "Hey, you got to clean that out first. We can't take it like that." I turn around and look through the open rear window to see the bed of the truck filled with mud and a naked Skylar Nicholas on her knees and having a wonderful time with herself. I can't recall the specific details of what happened after that.
Then I woke up.
Any of you mystics out there want to tell me what this means?