It was a cool dream, Col. I got to be the hero!
good for you fort i need a cup of tea
god this postings furios i can hardly keep up
I'm on tenterhooks; how did you foil them?
The motor bike ride came when I was being chased by hordes of zombies. I defeated the zombie master by breaking the curse that the original demon doll had placed upon him.
but I had to get to him first and the city was deserted of all life (only zombies). It was night time, right after a storm and the moon was reflecting off the water...
He was this little twisted old man with great big reflective glasses so that you couldn't see his eyes. He spent all day and all night carving dolls in his little workshop. No sleep, no rest. Just carving and whittling...
I'm not telling this story in order, am I?
im back
far out **** fortune ...keep going..
Wow, those dolls sound freaky. Did they talk?
You know, a hell of a lot of people think that every dream has a meaning. Freud would say that that dream comes from your 'Cabbage Patch doll' anxiety.
Where was I?
I'll start from the beginning.
It was late in the afternoon, I was coming back from somewhere when I was first attacked. I barely got away with my life.
I ran throught the city streets, evading zombies everywhere, finally reaching my home as the sun got down.
The zombies were waiting...
Cabbage patch doll anxiety? Who told you?!!
i think their are all sorts of reasons for dreams and their are many different types of dream
and im glad freud is dead and gone
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