Posted 11-10-2004 at 04:05:34
[Reply] [No Email]
...would explain dreams to me. Maybe then I could figure out why I spent the entire night running in my sleep from my brother-in-law, whom I haven't seen in almost ten years, and who also appeared to be trying to kill me.
I reckon I ran all the way to Texas from Florida, because I finally got to my sister's (his wife's) house, and asked her if she could please do something about him, as I was not prepared to die and wasn't quite sure if I deserved this kind of treatment.
There was a deer head hanging on her living room wall with an electrical cord draped over it.
"Consider yourself lucky." She said. "He beats me with that everyday." She pointed at the cord.
"Well that's your dumb fault for putting up with it. If he was my husband, I would have wrapped that cord around his neck in his sleep a long time ago!"
I finally found a police station, and the door to enter was only eighteen inches tall by twelve inches wide. I stuck my head inside...
"How the heck does a person get in here?"
"There's another door but you have to have a map to find it." Buford T. Justice, said, with a mysterious grin.
"Daddy, don't tell her! Don't tell her!" Said his chubby son.
"Shutup Joon-yah! There's no way you could come from my loins!"
Thank God the alarm woke me up before I had to beat Justice, Jr. to death with that electrical cord. I venture to say that this was a result of eating chili dogs for supper and going to bed before they had a chance to settle. I'm more tired now than I was when I went to bed. (grin)