Bush-dreaming
Last night I dreamt I was sitting on a sofa next to George W. Bush in a long corridor. We were just having a chat about silly stuff. He got pissed off and left with a dog or a creature, something that waked on four legs.I think something is wrong with me. I have dreamed of lots of weird stuff before but never politicians! What would Freud say? Do I need to get laid as soon as possible?
posted by Vahid at 2:39 PM
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"Dream is a royal way into unconscious" S. Freud.
THE DOORS
The End
by Jim Morrison
....
A killer awoke before dawn.
He put his boots on.
He took a face from the ancient gallery and he walked on down the hall.
He went into a room where his sister lived
and then he
paid a visit to his brother,
and then he-
he walked on down the hall!
And he came to a door,
and he looked inside:
-Father.
-Yes son?
-I want to kill you.
-Mother. I want to fuck you all night babe!
....
Dreams are intimate thing! Why don't you just put on this blog a photo of yourself while masturbating!
Are you an emotional exhibitionist or something?
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