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Post by Sleepy on Mar 4, 2010 16:58:45 GMT -5
A bit attatched to the old name were we? Perhaps. It's been good ol' Snoodles for as long as I can remember. |
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Post by Art Vandelay on Mar 4, 2010 20:48:33 GMT -5
A bit attatched to the old name were we? Perhaps. It's been good ol' Snoodles for as long as I can remember. What can I say, I felt like a change. Besides, if there's one thing the world needs, it's more Seinfeld. |
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Post by tygerarmy on Mar 4, 2010 21:04:46 GMT -5
The other night I had a cool dream. I left a building with three unknown friends. It was a corner building and we had attended some assembly or expo. And there were 2 jet fighters parked on the corner. My friends thought this was cool and went to check them out. 2 friends get in the seats in one, I follow one into the other. I say there is no way these are real, they are here for some event. The one friend is in the pilots seat touching things and nothing is happening. I'm looking over their shoulder and say if it was real this would start it and turn the knob slightly and then we start moving. And we both start freaking out as it starts taking off. We are going down a street in Queens, it two lane and cars parked on each side, there is now an inch of snow on the ground and it's snowing really heavy. We take off but are flying at like 40MPH and barely two stories up, we keep going below the power-lines and then back up just barely above building height. We are both freaking out, I'm thinking we are either crash or if we actually get airborne we'll get shot down, then my phone rings and I wake up.
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Post by The_L on Mar 6, 2010 18:50:56 GMT -5
Perhaps. It's been good ol' Snoodles for as long as I can remember. What can I say, I felt like a change. Besides, if there's one thing the world needs, it's more Seinfeld. You mean, you're not an importer/exporter? |
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Post by Nihilist on Mar 6, 2010 19:24:13 GMT -5
What can I say, I felt like a change. Besides, if there's one thing the world needs, it's more Seinfeld. You mean, you're not an importer/exporter? Psst, your post count is 1,337. Screencap it, you l33t user you. |
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Post by Art Vandelay on Mar 6, 2010 22:47:27 GMT -5
What can I say, I felt like a change. Besides, if there's one thing the world needs, it's more Seinfeld. You mean, you're not an importer/exporter? No, I am not. I'm a manufacturer of latex. |
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Post by Art Vandelay on Mar 6, 2010 22:48:25 GMT -5
You mean, you're not an importer/exporter? Psst, your post count is 1,337. Screencap it, you l33t user you. Ah, that ship has kind of sailed now... |
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 8, 2010 22:30:11 GMT -5
I had a dream last night about my math teacher. I was sitting at a desk as he watched me work on a complicated math problem. He was very pleased when I completed it. He told me he wanted to give me a hug. I stood from my desk and gave him a lame high-five/hand shake type thing. Then he moved closer and hugged me. For a long time. It's creepy now that I think about it. I shouldn't be dreaming about my math teacher.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 9, 2010 22:10:07 GMT -5
I had a horrible dream last night. I got pregnant and had a child. I was sitting at my kitchen table eating a small bag of Lays potato chips when my mom began to yell at me. "You need to eat healthy!" She wanted me to eat a healthy diet so I would produce good breast milk. I remember looking down and seeing an infant sucking milk from my boob. It freaked me the fuck out. And then I screamed to my mom, "I wanted to get an abortion!!!!!!"
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 9, 2010 22:14:14 GMT -5
Was it your math teacher's child?
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 9, 2010 22:16:26 GMT -5
Well he is in his fifties, but maybe I was that good with that math problem...
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 9, 2010 22:21:54 GMT -5
Hey, girls doing math (or any intellectual exercise) is pretty hot. And those May/December romances pop up once in awhile, ethical or not.
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Post by Nihilist on Mar 10, 2010 1:43:22 GMT -5
I had a horrible dream last night. I got pregnant and had a child. I was sitting at my kitchen table eating a small bag of Lays potato chips when my mom began to yell at me. "You need to eat healthy!" She wanted me to eat a healthy diet so I would produce good breast milk. I remember looking down and seeing an infant sucking milk from my boob. It freaked me the fuck out. And then I screamed to my mom, "I wanted to get an abortion!!!!!!" What, no cheese? |
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Post by Art Vandelay on Mar 10, 2010 5:48:17 GMT -5
I had a horrible dream last night. I got pregnant and had a child. I was sitting at my kitchen table eating a small bag of Lays potato chips when my mom began to yell at me. "You need to eat healthy!" She wanted me to eat a healthy diet so I would produce good breast milk. I remember looking down and seeing an infant sucking milk from my boob. It freaked me the fuck out. And then I screamed to my mom, "I wanted to get an abortion!!!!!!" Oh I just hate that. I mean you're just tucking into a packet of chips, minding your own business when all of a sudden a kid appears out of nowhere, latched onto your nipple of all places. I blame the government's baby bonus, personally. |
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Post by tygerarmy on Mar 10, 2010 9:25:02 GMT -5
I had a weird dream. I was in a weird shower, the room was rectangular, it had 12 shower heads coming from the wall, six on each of the longer walls and splitting the room down the middle of the far longer wall was a really wide open door frame. Below each shower the wall was shaped like a quarter of a bath tub.
I was laying there, letting warm water drip on me when a Nun came in and told me she had to give me a hand-job to keep the zombies from entering the building and taking the children. Then I woke up. WTF?!? I have no idea what's wrong with my mind.
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