John and Anthony set out looking for water this morning. Puffs of dust poofed at every step. "Hey Anthony, That stream that we crossed was dry. Does your map show how much further to the next lake or stream?" Anthony pulled out his GPS and said, "There is a lake a few miles ahead. Why are you asking? You aren't outta water yet, are ya?" John was out of water and he was thirsty. His cell phone beeped, telling him he had cell phone service. He sent me a message at 10:24 this morning. telling me that he would be at the 410 highway in 5 days. That gives me plenty of time to find a tall can of tea and a cold Coke to give them. He texted that he dreampt about picking up an ice cold Sapporo beer but when he went to take a drink, the can was empty. He threw the can on the ground and a bunch of little guys in Judo gis walked out of the can. They bowed to him and then just as they all jumped on him he woke up. His mouth tasted like stale beer. The phone below shows the lake where the guys were able to replenish their water supply.
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