Thursday, January 20, 2011

What’s the Deal With Dreaming About Summers?

I like a little late night blog browsing just as much as the next introvert, but if reading the Slumlog gives me dreams of Big Daddy Joe dishing up brownie sundaes like Willy Wonka, maybe I ought to stick to something a little less racy.

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  1. shit is all fucked up. At least you're not dreaming of Joe dishing up Cleveland Steamers.

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  2. says what the hell do you know about dreams? I am haunted ever day by the fact I haven't won a Stanley Cup.

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  3. Listen up you jabroni, the only reason I am not asking The Google what a Cleveland Steamer is, is because I want to sleep well tonight. Maybe some others don't. Whatever. The are all losers. Summers will be in my happy place for now.

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  4. Do you want to see what's in the bucket?

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  5. Nope. Eyes straight ahead. Ignorance is bliss. When passing through the kitchen... keep your eyes shut.

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