Do you have weird dreams?

[Lullabelle]

I suspect you have never owned a labrador

We had a black lad when we were kids, fantastic dog, had him for 14 years.

 

[Lullabelle]

They need a lot of exercise, too. Just make sure the dog has room to run, and get something for it to fetch.

CD

We love walking and are very close to open meadows etc.,,.we know how to look after a dog

 

[TastyReuben]

... grandfather clock

THAT'S IT!!!

There once was a man named Jock
Who had a six-and-a-half-foot grandfather clock
"I know it sounds wrong,
But I love its ding-dong,
And it's steady sound of tick-tock!"

 

[flyinglentris]

THAT'S IT!!!

There once was a man named Jock
Who had a six-and-a-half-foot grandfather clock
"I know it sounds wrong,
But I love it's ding-dong,
And it's steady sound of tick-tock!"

Is that a rhythmic pentameter? Somehow it still suggests the erotic.

 

[Morning Glory]

THAT'S IT!!!

There once was a man named Jock
Who had a six-and-a-half-foot grandfather clock
"I know it sounds wrong,
But I love it's ding-dong,
And it's steady sound of tick-tock!"

Maybe we should start a limerick thread - I mean one where we do it 'line by line' each, rather than posting whole limericks which would be too easy. Could get a bit risqué though...

 

[Morning Glory]

Is that a rhythmic pentameter? Somehow it still suggests the erotic.

Yep - he is being naughty. Shhh... don't tell our site owner.

 

[rascal]

Maybe we should start a limerick thread - I mean one where we do it 'line by line' each, rather than posting whole limericks which would be too easy. Could get a bit risqué though...

I've been on stage and sung a few with Rodney rude, an Australian funny guy. And I mean funny, not these young idiots who call them selves comedians. We have people here they call funny, because they are loud and abusive, not funny!!
Russ

 

[rascal]

Back to weird dreams, I woke up with the dream, I was delivering something to a country place, there was a bull fenced off behind electric wire, somehow it got out and took to following me around, with an unusual interest in me. Meanwhile I was trying to chat a young lady up.
What's that about??

Russ

 

[flyinglentris]

Back to weird dreams, I woke up with the dream, I was delivering something to a country place, there was a bull fenced off behind electric wire, somehow it got out and took to following me around, with an unusual interest in me. Meanwhile I was trying to chat a young lady up.
What's that about??

Russ

Are you into stalking young ladies?

 

[rascal]

Are you into stalking young ladies?

Not since the ankle bracelet!

Russ

 

[epicuric]

Is that a rhythmic pentameter? Somehow it still suggests the erotic.

AABBA it's not, but not bad for a first attempt.

 

[Burt Blank]

Do I have weird dreams with my life that's a f'ing impossibility.

 

[Duck59]

I've dreamed that I was dreaming. That's happened a few times.

 

[TastyReuben]

I've dreamed that I was dreaming. That's happened a few times.

Maybe you're dreaming right now...

 

[TastyReuben]

Ok, last night's dream:

It started in the local drugstore/chemist's, which just happened to have a resident artist, and within the universe of the dream, a drugstore having an artist in residence was completely normal.

This artist happened to be the woman who cuts my hair (whom I'm seeing today IRL), same name and everything. In the dream, I'd never met her, though.

I saw her and she talked to me for a minute and I signed up for a class, because I really liked talking to her (just like in the real world).

I went back on the day, and I was a little disappointed to find that it was a group thing...I thought I was going to get one-on-one instruction about my chosen topic, but instead, she was gliding around the store and spending five minutes with this person and five minutes with that person, so I kind of lost interest.

Finally, she got to me, and we looked up on the wall, where each student had a card with their artsy interest written down, and guess what mine was?

"The Art Of Losing Weight."

Now, you might think that meant she was going to give me tips on losing weight, but somehow in an artful manner, but you'd be wrong. Instead, we had a long, philosophical discussion on how best to portray losing weight in a painting or sculpture, like how to capture the essence of what losing weight actually means.

Then the dream just kind of trailed off and I woke up.