dreamy
I had a dream last night…I don’t remember it, but I remember dreaming…at least I think I remember dreaming…
Actually I hardly ever remember my dreams. I can remember bits and pieces, but hardly ever more than that. Well for about a minute after I wake up from a dream I can remember it, but I guess I don’t really make a mental note to remember them beyond that.
One thing I know…my dreams are written by some guy who used to write for TV shows in the 80’s. You know like the A-Team or MacGyver…
See whenever I have a dream where I get into some kind of gun fight…bullets flying everywhere…and nobody ever gets shot. My dreams are ready for 80’s prime time…well except for nudity and sex. I guess that is why he got fired from working in TV…having the lead (me) character stop to have sex with some bimbo in the middle of big time gun fight is not good for TV. Wait…that happens all the time on TV, well not so often on TV but movies. It happens all the time in movies. Bang Bang…Bang OH AH Bang harder Bang Bang Bang…
Now that I think about, he prolly got fired cause his shows are so fucking forgettable. The only thing I can remember from his “shows”, are my shitty marksmanship and sex.
GI Joe - in any given episode, six point eight banana-illion laser beams would be fired between Cobra and Joe forces. Somehow, target practice never occurred at either camp.
P.S. Destro makes me wet down there.
P.P.S. and The Baroness.
Comment by JimBobJafferJaw — March 1, 2007 @ 3:44 pm
Destro was a pussy.
But the Baroness… HOTTTTTTTTT!
With like extra T’s cause she had extra T’s… IF you know what I mean!
Comment by Mookie — March 10, 2007 @ 12:58 pm