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Had this dream Friday night, and I have no idea what prompted it....
Okay, so Mike came and asked me to look at this zit he had on his butt (which proved it was a dream, because Mike never lets me pop zits and the like). It wasn't all that impressive, but he said it really hurt, so I started to pop it.
First the usual white semi-solid crap came out, and some blood, but then it got strange. Long solid pieces of crap started coming out, then they began to be patterned like snakes. Then it turned into dead snakes encased in a shiny slick membrane. Then it became dazed snakes that began to get lively once they were out of the zit. Then it was live snakes. Finally it was bright green lizards that looked like a cross between green anoles and the Jesus lizard. All the live reptiles I thwacked against a pine tree to kill them, and left them piled around the base of the tree.
And that was all. I have no clue what it means or why my brain would want to tell me a story like that.
Okay, so Mike came and asked me to look at this zit he had on his butt (which proved it was a dream, because Mike never lets me pop zits and the like). It wasn't all that impressive, but he said it really hurt, so I started to pop it.
First the usual white semi-solid crap came out, and some blood, but then it got strange. Long solid pieces of crap started coming out, then they began to be patterned like snakes. Then it turned into dead snakes encased in a shiny slick membrane. Then it became dazed snakes that began to get lively once they were out of the zit. Then it was live snakes. Finally it was bright green lizards that looked like a cross between green anoles and the Jesus lizard. All the live reptiles I thwacked against a pine tree to kill them, and left them piled around the base of the tree.
And that was all. I have no clue what it means or why my brain would want to tell me a story like that.
