To think you've done an assignment well, then it's 2500 words over the most strictest fuckin fussiest cunt munching word limit there is! Fuck off!
The guidelines of this assignment, I'm surprised they didn't ask for a personal sperm donation. Don't even have time to make one happen with this amount of shit!
Fuck ya!
As I said last week, Dorma come and find me!
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Monday, April 18, 2011
Well hows this for a weird dream!
Saturday nights can bring out the weirdest of dreams. And there wasn't even any galliano pumpin through my system!
I actually didn't dream it until I had woken up on sunday morning, then went back to sleep. I was in some building in Germany, walking through a corridore with people. I then entered this room, and there was a man in there called Otto.
We were all getting some kind of magic stick, called a "flash cane". I have no idea don't ask.
I was given the wrong one, or what I thought was the wrong one, and I said this to Otto, and his response was, Fine!
After being given a new one, I pushed the button on it and I was floating on the sealing! What the!
Someone then said, they're trying to get you down but you got the wrong cane!
Morel of the story? Get what ya fuckin given and don't except flash canes from men called Otto!
He was like a lord voldimort or something. But a german version! Aah shit better run!
Then I woke up and had the best day in a while.
Stuff it, here's some more dreams. But good ones!
I seem to be going on a German theme here.
I was walking down this corridore, don't know where I was, and then entered a room. All I know is that this orchestral music started playing, and this amazingly beautiful German or Russian woman, who I know was called Dorma, walked towards me and started leading me, well, somewhere. Then I woke up.
A few weeks later, on a tuesday night..
I was walking through really swampy ground, down hills and stuff like that. I finally got to the bottom and eventually got to a house. I knocked on the door and the same woman, Dorma, opened the door and said, Good Evening. And then I woke up.
Let me just say one thing.
Dorma, if you do actually exist, come and find me and we will live happily ever after!
Another weird one...
I was walking through a car yard, with a man named Albert. Then he left me there. Useless prick!
I actually didn't dream it until I had woken up on sunday morning, then went back to sleep. I was in some building in Germany, walking through a corridore with people. I then entered this room, and there was a man in there called Otto.
We were all getting some kind of magic stick, called a "flash cane". I have no idea don't ask.
I was given the wrong one, or what I thought was the wrong one, and I said this to Otto, and his response was, Fine!
After being given a new one, I pushed the button on it and I was floating on the sealing! What the!
Someone then said, they're trying to get you down but you got the wrong cane!
Morel of the story? Get what ya fuckin given and don't except flash canes from men called Otto!
He was like a lord voldimort or something. But a german version! Aah shit better run!
Then I woke up and had the best day in a while.
Stuff it, here's some more dreams. But good ones!
I seem to be going on a German theme here.
I was walking down this corridore, don't know where I was, and then entered a room. All I know is that this orchestral music started playing, and this amazingly beautiful German or Russian woman, who I know was called Dorma, walked towards me and started leading me, well, somewhere. Then I woke up.
A few weeks later, on a tuesday night..
I was walking through really swampy ground, down hills and stuff like that. I finally got to the bottom and eventually got to a house. I knocked on the door and the same woman, Dorma, opened the door and said, Good Evening. And then I woke up.
Let me just say one thing.
Dorma, if you do actually exist, come and find me and we will live happily ever after!
Another weird one...
I was walking through a car yard, with a man named Albert. Then he left me there. Useless prick!
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