Phlegm. Fligm. Flem. Phlum.

May 21, 2008 13:23

I had a dream we were in the forests of Wyoming. We followed the train tracks home because it was faster. A quaint bridge hung above us and the tracks, when from under it 4 wolves came running after us. You didn't make it. They tore you to shreds. I found a rock to throw, scared off 2 and smashed the others. Not sure it had any meaning at all ( Read more... )

Leave a comment

Comments 2

zombie_lab May 21 2008, 19:30:58 UTC
hahahahhahahahaha that is a hilarious story.

i love love love big fish.

Reply


kelceratops May 21 2008, 22:35:14 UTC
i am selma.

and deepthroat.

deepthroat was really selma.

Reply


Leave a comment

Up