Sunday, June 19, 2005

Random ZZZ Report

This morning I dreamed that my home (which while being this house in which I sit now, was also a burned out castle) was besieged. It was raining, most of the walls were shot through, and there was no ceiling.

It was getting desperate, and so we resorted to desperate methods. I folded up a teabag of English Breakfast into a pointed, fed it into my WW1 rifle, and fired. Yes, I shot someone with a teabag. It worked, too. I was very proud of myself.

I'm not even sure who the enemy was.

2 comments:

  1. Best not to know. Makes 'em easier to kill.

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  2. Yes, but I need to know who they are so I know which tombstone to stick "death by teabag" on.

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