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teacup of sunshine
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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Dec 31st, 2008, 10:49 AM
I had a two-parter last night. The first involved my boyfriend digging up the backyard for something and suddenly my toilet and shower spewed dirty water. He and my dad fixed it by changing out the "sludge tank" on the water heater (???)
Then it changed into tv-show format and I was watching two teenagers on a platform. Some guy was speaking into a microphone and giving them medals, which they dropped into green army-canvas sacks they were holding. A voiceover explained that they did that because the medals were "heavy".
Then it was revealed that the teenagers were Ghandi and Osama bin Laden...supposedly before Osama went bad. They went around having all of these Dukes of Hazzard-style adventures.
Like once they got arrested, and told the officer they needed to go to the bathroom. For whatever reason, the officer let them go by themselves into a building and stayed in the squadcar. Of course the guys change into women's clothing and come right back out the front door, "Helloooooo, Officer." The officer doffs his cap and gives an aw-shucks grin, and Osama and Ghandi jump into a pick up truck and take off, yelling YEEEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWWWWWWWW.
Last week I dreamed that I had to creep along a black metal roller coaster track that was suspended a foot above shark infested waters. I was able to disembark at my grandparents' house and thought I was safe, then a great white tunneled through the ground like Bugs Bunny and surfaced in my grandparents' living room.
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