Last night I dreamed that I was working with my computer when a disgusting, crusty toe eaten up by athlete's foot appeared on my screen with the instructions to click on it.
No one in his or Her right mind would have done that. But in a dream, one has limited control over the dreamer, who is often dumb as a sack of sand. The dreamer clicked on the link.
Not only did his screen go ominously dark, so did the room he was sitting in. Demons began to enter.
At that point, Sweetie shook me awake, which surely prevented things getting even worse.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Gross and gruesome
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How strange that computer viruses can now be the subject of nightmares.
I remember back in the "old days" when nightmares were more "innocent."
Sorry, ECD, I had to have fun with this one.
Which just goes to show that even King Tut's mummy can be awakened by the right person. I assume she used the usual, [ from fairy tales!], waking-the-seemingly-dead technique? Your recent comment on my blog was hilarious!
Chase: Have your fun, have your fun. Instant karma's gonna get you.
Molly: She's the only one who can break the spell, but She's told me that sometimes She has to keep at it for a while. Alas, not with a kiss but a shaking.
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