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on Tue 22 Oct 02, 7:42 PM to billybofh's blog.
I had a dream once where I was made of ribbons.
Then I had another one where I was eating muffins which I'd stolen from a monkey the night before, and the bloody pope turned up and pulled all that "I am gods representative on earth" shit on me - so I said, "Split!" and he turned into Marlene Dietrich.
After that, when I'd finished the muffins, I decided to take a walk down by the bush. But it had moved on, so that scuppered that plan.
I bumped into the monkey again, but he didn't have any muffins left as the Pope/Marlene/Creature had got there just before me and bullied him into submission.(which isn't that hard, truth be told - if I can do it anyone can).
So I sauntered down to skate on the record player, but some vandals had been at it, and it was stuck on the third beat of "Be My Baby" by the Ronettes. Shame really as the fourth is my favourite.
Anyway, I carried on until I'd caught up with the shops which were still practicing stilt-walking. It made it really hard to get in the door as they were now about 4ft from the ground, but once I'd threatened them with a saw they tilted in the right direction. If you get my drift.
So, there I was in a shop and I'd no idea why! It was a ship which only sold Carp - and both I and the amassed frog quintet knew that Carp were *so* last season. So I left the shopdismissivly and carried on towards the edge of the table to where the door made out of gums was kept.
Someone else was chatting to it when I got there, but I showed them what was in my pocket and they soon cleared off!
"So..." I said meaningfully and wandered away.
I felt that it was about time I went home. But, of course, there was no home to go to as I'd sold it on for a small profit to the woman with no sense as she'd been desperate to own a house made of whipped egg-white - and who was I to stand in her way? (secretly, I was glad to be rid of it as the drains made spooky noises).
Then I woke again.
The drains were still making the spooky noises and I was covered in muffin crumbs and a copy of the bible signed by "Your mate J.P".
Weird eh?
Edited Tue 22 Oct 02, 7:45 PM by billybofh
