I forever remembered the sight of
- I forever remembered the sight of
- My parents going at it in the middle of the night. It gave me nightmares of bunnies and chickens throwing steak at eachother becore getting punched by John McCain.
- Dreams can be like that. But I am told that not dreaming is even more dangerous than dreaming about John McCain. Unless of course it is a naughty dream. But what are the odds of
- going insane from dream deprivation, or dropping a wet one that would invariably also include sleep talking to my ex girlfriend? I'll take insanity. My girlfriend already thinks
- like a cow facing the slaughter house. That will not happen to me. Inserting these wires directly into my frontal lobes will fuse me with the XBOX. I will be on permanent dream
- mode. It also would cure my problem with chronic
- smoking of the Chronic. I'd been a member at Juan Pablo's medical marijuana dispensary since 2007, and the paranoia was starting to get to me. I'd never been one to
- have sex with mimes but the acoustic hand gestures were quite pleasant under the weight of the
- the imaginary box. But what of the box that entraps us all? Can we afford the carnal pleasures while we ignore the cathartic? The world is a Freudian onion. Peeling back the layers
- is a frustrating, sticky business which will bring tears to your eyes; but persevere, chop finely and you'll get a base for a decent ragu (just add finely grated carrot & celery).
- Started
- 2011-01-03 14:40:25
- Finished
- 2011-02-24 01:18:31
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