Sunday, 23 March 2008
Cigar
I had a friend round for supper the other evening, and after the meal he popped outside for a cigarette. That night I dreamed about this, except in my dream, when I let him back in the front door I was mildly surprised to see that he had been smoking not a Marlboro Light but a large cigar.
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Great blog. Reminds me of one of my all-time favourite jokes:
Had a dream last night that I ate my pillow. When I woke up, I realised my giant marshmallow collection was missing.
Oof! That is terrible. But since you like the blog, you are forgiven! Flattery always welcome.
May I leave my own boring dream? I dreamt last night that I went to a hat shop with my girlfriend to buy her a hat. Her head was too big for most of them, but I found a white visor that she could stretch around her massive bonce. Unfortunately, she was allergic to the material it was made from.
Please do Chez. Contributions welcome. The more the merrier.
That's a great one - a mundane activity plus an unsatisfactory outcome equals a textbook boring dream.
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