It was one of those vivid waking-up dreams. I sent an email as soon as I woke, so I had it all there, otherwise I would have forgotten it. Since I've been having anxiety dreams about work for the last three months, this was a welcome break. Even if it sucked!
(Although if I were to take a stab I'd interpret the unicorns as being the as-yet unacknowledged promise of a happy ending, because of those rainbows they fart out of their asses.)
I know!!! If they're taking up screen time, they ought to at least DO something! But no, these ones were like medium sized dogs, and they sat on everyone's laps as they drove around the golf cart and NO ONE MENTIONED THEM.
I am taking the Freudian tack on this and say that they were there with their phallic symbolism to make up for the fact that Sam and Dean weren't gettin' any.
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I.... don't think I have words. Hee!
(Although if I were to take a stab I'd interpret the unicorns as being the as-yet unacknowledged promise of a happy ending, because of those rainbows they fart out of their asses.)
So. Maybe not such a bad thing, after all. *g*
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I don't know why I was serving up such a bad pastrami sandwich, though.
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(Imagine. Unicorns not adding to the plot? Whomever has imagined such a thing? That's crazy-talk!)
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Or somethng.
::smilez, all proud and shit::
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=D
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