The_Fat_Mole
01-02-2004, 07:29 PM
Now I'm not a psychologist but I did stay at a holiday inn last night. That said I would like to explain my theory. Dreams are a state of mind where you have the freedom to let your true self show without outside consequences. I bring this up because up until today morning I thought I was a tough little mole, I was wrong.
My true self showed it's ugly face in my dream. I was walking down an alley and I walked into a door. Inside that door was an entire country, all of it was indoors. In this country men can take any woman they see on the street and get married. I saw a hot woman in sexy clothing and I grabed her and we went out into a restaurant.
I was wondering why no man has grabed her before me. Then suddenly a man came out and tryed to kill her. Everyone in the restaurant explained to me that this was the one woman in the country with an awful disease. Her disease was if a guy where to participate in intercourse with her she would give of an unbareable smell that would forever stick with her and the guy, they would be disowned by everyone.
Now I loved this woman by this point and everyone in the country decided it would be best to throw a grenade at her and kill her. A man threw a grenade at her at what did I do? I ran away like the mole coward that I really am. I ran out of the door of the alley I came in through and I ran home.
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My true self showed it's ugly face in my dream. I was walking down an alley and I walked into a door. Inside that door was an entire country, all of it was indoors. In this country men can take any woman they see on the street and get married. I saw a hot woman in sexy clothing and I grabed her and we went out into a restaurant.
I was wondering why no man has grabed her before me. Then suddenly a man came out and tryed to kill her. Everyone in the restaurant explained to me that this was the one woman in the country with an awful disease. Her disease was if a guy where to participate in intercourse with her she would give of an unbareable smell that would forever stick with her and the guy, they would be disowned by everyone.
Now I loved this woman by this point and everyone in the country decided it would be best to throw a grenade at her and kill her. A man threw a grenade at her at what did I do? I ran away like the mole coward that I really am. I ran out of the door of the alley I came in through and I ran home.
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