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20 October 2007

When pigs fly. Last night, I dreamed a group of young ruffians hurled a pig at me...[More:]

... with a slingshot. This was in a ritzy restaurant, and before the pig, they used all manner of ammunition: flowers, a drink, cutlery, and a soccer ball. After the pig, one of the hooligans climbed aboard the slingshot and had himself springloaded toward my table. Boy, was I steamed.

Anyone else having kooky dreams out there in MeCha Land?
A few days ago I dreamed that everyone had square holes on each side of their head. We all communicated by spelling words with wooden blocks and running them through each others heads.
posted by arse_hat 20 October | 15:17
I recently dreamed I was driving an RTD bus and making a real pig's ear of it, too. Which sucked because that meant I was running late for work.
posted by lonefrontranger 20 October | 16:29
I had a dream about a heard of ducks and ducklings coming at me down a narrow street. It ended very picturesque-like. I'd like to paint it or something. Just a bunch of ducks.
posted by youngergirl44 20 October | 17:54
I had a dream last night that was a Dali version of "The Trouble With Harry." Wherein, "Harry" was a pig, instead of a lout, and was buried with sufficient hot coals to properly luau, but was repeatedly dug up, and re-buried, as different cooks came along, and laid on, with their philosophies on roasted pork and it's various proper accouterments. In the end, like anything involving Dali, it wasn't as good as it seemed it might be, at first.
posted by paulsc 20 October | 22:34
Weekends are made for... || Don't Eat Us!!!

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