Time to share a disturbing dream, because I think this is the only way I can cleanse what is left of my soul.
I hunkered down for a peaceful, restful sleep last night completely unaware of the disturbing path my life was strolling down.
The dream. Not just a dream, but a Doper dream. Not just a Doper dream, but a vaguely dirty and disturbing one.
In the dream I am sitting in a comfortable chair when in walks Rue De Day. But, it isn’t the Rue that you and I know and love. Rue has turned into a very hot, very buxom, very horny blonde woman wearing the kind of pirate/peasant girl shirt that ties up in the front. Rue slowly danced over in front of me and the last thing I remember from the dream is Rue slowly untying the front of the shirt, kneeling down, and singing “Love in an Elevator”.
Well, dream wise at least. Call me crazy, but I prefer my dreams to not center around vaguely homoerotic, gender bending, pirate based scenarios with Aerosmith accompaniment.
He may be a demonic shapeshifting alien bent on world domination, but he’s our demonic shapeshifting alien bent on world domination. And he sends me nice little pressies in the mail.
I have a pic of Rue in a Hawaiian shirt! And pants, too.
I’ve never dreamed about him, but I did have a dream the other night that Scylla came to visit me. He had a neon green face. But maybe it was really Rue having shape shifted into a neon-green-faced Scylla. No Hawaiian shirt, tho.
Well, given the fact that Aerosmith performed in the home of the Tampa Bay Buccaneers at Superbowl XXXV, I don’t find that dream all that hard to imagine.
By the way, it is now official that I have way too much time on my hands.
I’m not the shape-shifting alien you think I am slortar. You no longer suspect me.
Oh yeah, and these droids are with me. Don’t bother with them either.
I gotta say, I’m a little happier being the subject of one of Scout’s dreams than yours Mullinator. Especially since hers was so… intense and… vivid that she had to put it right out of her mind to be able to get through her ordinary day.
You did share the mail, didn’t you Gingy? Or was it “finders keepers” and you got to the mail first?
That was really ScyllaSnickers. I can;t change my face like that. The colors are hard. It’s not easy being green, you know.
-Rue. (so dreamy…)
Thanks ever so for a much-needed laugh today! Is it any wonder I stalk you so relentlessly? Incidentally, I like what you’re doing with your hair. No, that’s not me out on your lawn… really!! :eek:
What? You had a roofies night last night?! Does that mean that you were using them on someone else, or that someone slipped them to you? I’ll bet it was that Rue guy. He’s like that… invading people’s dreams, performing shape-shifting alien mind tricks on people, slipping them roofies… Ya gotta watch him.
