Wednesday, 13 May 2009

Dream #1

Last night, I dreamt that my mother started liking, no, loving Twilight. In said dream, we went to some fancy clothes boutique for some reason, and she started rambling about how it was the finest piece of literature ever to the male shop assistant.

The sad thing is, this is the closest thing to a nightmare I'll ever have.

2 comments:

minda said...

BEV. THAT IS MY IDEA OF A NIGHTMARE.

ACTUALLY, MY IDEA OF A NIGHTMARE IS IF I WERE TO DREAM THAT I WAS THE ONE WHO STARTED LOVING TWILIGHT. IF THIS EVER HAPPENS IRL I WOULD LIKE YOU TO DO THE HONOURABLE THING AND RUN A LIGHTSABER THROUGH MY STOMACH.

PURE-WHITE GIANT TINY GLASTONBURY said...

"HEY MINDA HOW'S IT GOING"

"HEY BEV DO YOU LIKE MY NEW 'TEAM EDWARD' SHIRT? IT'S THE BEST PURCHASE EVER I SWEAR I'LL PUNCH THOSE 'TEAM JACOB' FOLKS SERIOUSLY"

YES, A LIGHTSABER WOULD BE IN ORDER.