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Weird dreams

I have them.

Last night’s dream was one where I had this ray gun. And if I shot someone with the ray gun they would immediately start dancing like the zombies in Michael Jackson’s Thriller. So, I did what any reasonable person would do given such awesome power and responsibility. I drove around The City (My The City) shooting everyone I saw with it. I drove home with everyone in town dancing after me while I wondered if it was permanent or not.


Last time I have Taco Bell for dinner, no matter how much the kids beg.

11 Responses to “Weird dreams”

  1. Weer'd Beard Says:

    Fuck that noise! If that was the end-result, its Taco Bell for dinner every night, until I blow up like Barron Harkonnen!

  2. comatus Says:

  3. Mike Says:

    I’ll just leave this here:

  4. mikee Says:

    Taco Bell is an abomination in the sight of God and Man. Go there no more, and regret your past visits with a quiet bowel and restful sleep.

  5. SPQR Says:

    Why does this remind me of the video of Philipine prison inmates doing Thriller?

  6. Mr Evilwrench Says:

    Taco hell is where bad tacos go when they die.

  7. Jerry Says:

    You and Tam need to stop drinking the the bong water that close to bedtime. Try mescal instead. It’ll still taste like bong water, but you won’t remember damn thing.

  8. Jerry Says:

    {A} damn thing.


    @Weer’d Beard

  10. Disavowed With Honor Says:

    I think it is your subconcious telling you that you are dealing with the foolish liberal left in a way that is not only peaceful, but entertaining. It is a dream that serves as an extension of your blog. Peacefully revealing the stupidity of the left (you saw how they danced right?) all the while slowing them down so they can’t catch you and eat your brains (rights?) because God knows they don’t have even one between them (or in the case of Rights… don’t want you to have one). The dancing also symbolizes the blood that’s underneath them that they love to dance on so very much. Home is safe, they can’t get in there without violent opposition.

    Then again… I have a little too much time on my hands at work and felt the need to attempt another dream reading like I did with Weer’d a while back. Sorry, I couldn’t find a Freud connection with this one ;).

    Keep blogging and keep dreaming!!!

    Disavowed With Honor

  11. Jennifer Says:

    Taco Bell FTW!