An inconsistent and incontinent record of life in a box with legs (not sexy legs, but they aren’t hairy either!)

Monday, November 28, 2005

Stop "Humping The Shrimp"

This week’s entry consists of the recollection of another dream, which I think was even funnier than the other dream in which I dreamt the "world’s funniest joke". This dream finds me, the protagonist, confronted by 4 “friends” who take a “vote” on whether I can use “quotes” anymore when I speak, signified by my fingers in crouched victory pose around my very intangible, but crushing speech. The “vote” was apparently “unanimous” and it was noted that the reason they “voted” against me was because they felt I was “humping the shrimp”! Well, I never!

To those “friends” who will remain nameless, I don’t think I could “see” them in my dream anyways, but their whiney bitching echoed resoundingly, I say: “fuck”. Every time you guys give me a hard time, I will accuse YOU of “humping the shrimp” – so there!

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