I get The Mighty Thor trying to sell me life insurance. Or a midget Arnold Schwarzenegger measuring me as a high-class tailor. And then there was the time some amorphous green blob pulled up a gray leather couch and asked me to psychoanalyze it.
That was all last week, too. I give dream analysts nightmares... no pun intended.
Hah! I've been dreaming of vampires...slim, grimacing, wordless Christopher Lee vampires. I blame it on the fever...
ReplyDeleteHmmm... mine are more like government-types: relentless, bloody bastards more like...
ReplyDeleteI get The Mighty Thor trying to sell me life insurance. Or a midget Arnold Schwarzenegger measuring me as a high-class tailor. And then there was the time some amorphous green blob pulled up a gray leather couch and asked me to psychoanalyze it.
ReplyDeleteThat was all last week, too. I give dream analysts nightmares... no pun intended.
Heh those sound like a combination of comic book superheroes and Woody Allen movies. Which would definitely be interesting to watch. ;-)
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