ok...this could take a while.
I was in a book shop, and i had a look at this book, and it was entitled 'Victory', or something, and it contained all these black and white pictures of Robin Williams wearing an SS unifrom, except on the hat, instead of a swastika, it had a big "W" (think Wario). Anyways, in all these pictures, he's standing next to all these sick things he's made out of people (ie: an egg made of human flesh, with a dead foetus inside), and shit like this. Then i put down the book, and threw up.
Later on, i found a book regarding mind control. I read it really quickly, and decided to try it. But i figured that i didn't want to look like an idiot if it didn't work, so i proceeded to go somewhere i wouldn't go again (a Jeans shop).
Now, who should be working behind the counter but Holly Valance? (
http://www.hollyvalance.net/, for those of you unfamiliar with her)
So, anyways, i go up to her, and not-so-subtley (crudely, some might say) suggest that i wanted to have sex with her. She quietly ushers me into a back room, and then informs me that my mind control didn't work. So we just talked for ages, and we established that we saw Star Wars: Episode 2 in the same cinema, then i think i woke up.
that was the weirdest dream that i can remember. Except for the one where i had sex with a hot chick i went to school with, then pissed in Sharon Osborne's fridge eek: ("Don't worry...Ozzy does it all the time" was her response)
Bleuachdu, for the love of god, you're a Psychologist...Psychologise me oOo:
01-13-2003, 02:45 PM
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