| A Little Clammy and None Too Fresh Visualised by archtomato On Sunday, April 27, 2008 at 16:00 Hrs | Minimum B.S. Ok ok, I hate my brain. I was trying to think of a way to replace it, but my brain outsmarted me. I realized, as is probably obvious to all of you, that my brain would never let me think of how to replace him. At least my brain wouldn’t, my brain is needy. See, my brain controls what I dream about. Dreams are our escape from reality. The possibilities of our dreams are endless. There are absolutely no restrictions. At least thats what they say dreams are. Don’t ask me who “they” are. But i believe dreams are just pure sophistry. 125% unadulterated BS. Last night, I had a dream. Not the kind that Martin Luther King or Bill Clinton would have had, but rather a vague unclear and enigmatic dream. I dreamt that i was in my living room watching tv, while a 200kg gorilla was sitting opposite me making lewd gestures at me. And as i have mentioned countless times, i believe the gorilla is gay. I mean seriously, this is what my brain can come up with? I could think of 7 things right now that would be more impressive: 1. Finding The Tick’s costume in my cupboard. 2. Laughing at Darth Vader a minute before he put on his mask. 3. Eating a lot of hot dogs really fast. 4. Play with StikFas. 5. Getting beaten the crap out of by Samuel L Jackson; 6. While at the same time peeling a banana to find there is chocolate inside. 7. Going for a ride on BattleStar Galactica. Those were great ideas. I should be a brain. Ok that’s it i’m going to bed. Cheers. ps: Food for thought. Technorati tags: Archtomato, A Little Clammy and None Too Fresh Main | Previous Article « Ennadi Kobam | Next Article » Tribute This entry was posted on Sunday, April 27th, 2008 at 4:00 pm and is filed under Ageless. You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.
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