knives needles bullets blood/ rope razors heavy metal and god.
why i woke up w/ that stupid lyric from that stupid song from the stupidest makers album, i'll never know. but then again, i don't really care to. heavy metal and god? what cheese.
anyway, i did have a fucked up dream that had thousands of facets. all of which i'll tell you about right now....
really though, i dreamed that jab and i were on another trip. this time we were in san francisco visiting a friend and his family at some gathering at their house. this friend had a little daughter that was like 3 years old and seemed ok. so we're all sitting there watching 60 minutes and this story about our friend, his wife and their daughter comes on and naturally everyone in the room is riveted to the set. turns out that the kid seems to be posessed by some sort of demon. like it has some sort of unholy tourette's in the way it just spits out vile hurtful and threatening shit in a crazy voice. ya, i guess like the exorcist. the story goes on to the parents and how it is fucking up the family, there's nothing they can do, they want to sell the kid, blah blah...the typical tv fodder right? by this time i'm appalled for some reason w/ these parents and start vocalizing this along w/ jab who is also appalled.
suddenly, the family (including our friend) turns on us and starts saying we have no right to be saying that in their house about their family and so on.
turns out that that night 60 minutes for some reason was doing one of those 'beyond belief: fact or fiction' type specials, and we had just missed that at the top because we had arrived a little late. they couldn't believe we had the nerve to front on them like that and it totally fucked up our relationship w/ said friend. everyone was yelling at us to fuck off, still can't believe we would think that was real, that they were plainly just hamming it up to be on tv, etc..
well, as soon as we ate dinner and i brushed my teeth using their paste, we were out of there.
pretty stupid, but at least now i know that chicken fried steak at 6am right before bed gives you some really cool visuals while dreaming.
headed off to the lanes to get a ball drilled.
you may now start w/ the bowling jokes and inferences.
-/
why i woke up w/ that stupid lyric from that stupid song from the stupidest makers album, i'll never know. but then again, i don't really care to. heavy metal and god? what cheese.
anyway, i did have a fucked up dream that had thousands of facets. all of which i'll tell you about right now....
really though, i dreamed that jab and i were on another trip. this time we were in san francisco visiting a friend and his family at some gathering at their house. this friend had a little daughter that was like 3 years old and seemed ok. so we're all sitting there watching 60 minutes and this story about our friend, his wife and their daughter comes on and naturally everyone in the room is riveted to the set. turns out that the kid seems to be posessed by some sort of demon. like it has some sort of unholy tourette's in the way it just spits out vile hurtful and threatening shit in a crazy voice. ya, i guess like the exorcist. the story goes on to the parents and how it is fucking up the family, there's nothing they can do, they want to sell the kid, blah blah...the typical tv fodder right? by this time i'm appalled for some reason w/ these parents and start vocalizing this along w/ jab who is also appalled.
suddenly, the family (including our friend) turns on us and starts saying we have no right to be saying that in their house about their family and so on.
turns out that that night 60 minutes for some reason was doing one of those 'beyond belief: fact or fiction' type specials, and we had just missed that at the top because we had arrived a little late. they couldn't believe we had the nerve to front on them like that and it totally fucked up our relationship w/ said friend. everyone was yelling at us to fuck off, still can't believe we would think that was real, that they were plainly just hamming it up to be on tv, etc..
well, as soon as we ate dinner and i brushed my teeth using their paste, we were out of there.
pretty stupid, but at least now i know that chicken fried steak at 6am right before bed gives you some really cool visuals while dreaming.
headed off to the lanes to get a ball drilled.
you may now start w/ the bowling jokes and inferences.
-/
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or a dream only friend. they sound like dicks.
i hope your ball treatment went well.