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FUK related dream last night.
I was walking down the street when I bumped into Stanley Boy who was out drinking with Flasket. They'd been thrown out of the last bar they had been in. Stanley Boy had so much that he had degenerated into having the mental age a five year and was sitting on the pavement gently rocking back and forth while texting swear words to his wife and shouting what he'd like to do to every attractive young woman that walked by.
I was walking down the street when I bumped into Stanley Boy who was out drinking with Flasket. They'd been thrown out of the last bar they had been in. Stanley Boy had so much that he had degenerated into having the mental age a five year and was sitting on the pavement gently rocking back and forth while texting swear words to his wife and shouting what he'd like to do to every attractive young woman that walked by.
i dreamt that i was working in an open plan office on a 4 person desk with mob and noble. We had both been under investigation and had had our internet usage monitored. I had an external hard drive full of porn and mob just downloaded it from his desk all day long. (i think noble grassed us in) We both got suspended and mob asked me is i wanted to go swimming with him.
Massive time bizzare one last night. I was outside the 02 with David beckham kicking a ball against that mural they have as you walk up to the arena. It was just me and him chatting about how West Ham just beat Tottenham with 8 men and how good his new hair is (lol).
Then i'm in pain and i'm pulling something out of a hole in my chest, from the hole is this like umbilical cord and attached to it is two fingers merged in the middle so one long one with two finger ends BUT it's in a cellophane wrapper. IN the doctors the docs do a scan and they find teeth and an ear in my chest as well
Woke up sweating gasping for air.
Then i'm in pain and i'm pulling something out of a hole in my chest, from the hole is this like umbilical cord and attached to it is two fingers merged in the middle so one long one with two finger ends BUT it's in a cellophane wrapper. IN the doctors the docs do a scan and they find teeth and an ear in my chest as well
Woke up sweating gasping for air.
Last night my dream started off so well. I met a girl who was perfect, she took all her clothes off and she was even more perfect so we fucked then I had a funny taste in my mouth. My eyes (in the dream) open. A crumbly hob-nob biscuit transferred from Ewan McGreggors mouth to mine. He had appeared from nowhere. I woke up.
He had appeared from nowhere. I woke up.
I was in some sort of big city/town place looking through the shops. I was wearing some nonnative boots. I was walking down the street, turned around and these two people were taking photos of my fee. Assumed they were fashion bloggers or something.
Walked into some fashion boutique and started perusing. Some guy stopped me and quizzed about my boots "Are those nonnative"? I merely nodded. For some reason he got angry with me, started threatening me and started pushing me. I think he might have said "they're nice" and I said "out of your league mate".
At first I thought he was some tall hipster kid, but suddenly he started to look real chavvy. He tried to drag me out of the shop and the store manager was trying to throw us out at the same time. He got me on the pavement in the street and tried to take the boots off me. I struggled and managed to kick him in the face.
Ran across the road and into a big park/field place. There was some thing going on, loads of kids having a march or something. I tried to run across but there was a couple of helicopters flying low, their blades perilousy close. I hopped onto one and it flew over the field. The helicopter narrowly missed another helicopter which was taking off, then for some reason, fireworks were being sent off and narrowly missed those, then flew over a university who were sending a rocket into space. But that hit us.
Walked into some fashion boutique and started perusing. Some guy stopped me and quizzed about my boots "Are those nonnative"? I merely nodded. For some reason he got angry with me, started threatening me and started pushing me. I think he might have said "they're nice" and I said "out of your league mate".
At first I thought he was some tall hipster kid, but suddenly he started to look real chavvy. He tried to drag me out of the shop and the store manager was trying to throw us out at the same time. He got me on the pavement in the street and tried to take the boots off me. I struggled and managed to kick him in the face.
Ran across the road and into a big park/field place. There was some thing going on, loads of kids having a march or something. I tried to run across but there was a couple of helicopters flying low, their blades perilousy close. I hopped onto one and it flew over the field. The helicopter narrowly missed another helicopter which was taking off, then for some reason, fireworks were being sent off and narrowly missed those, then flew over a university who were sending a rocket into space. But that hit us.
pm this thread - http://www.fuk.co.uk/threads/you_know_your_fashionista_when?page=7
This morning…
MoB 'n EVERS rolled up to my gaff and get out of one of those new shaped Fiat 500's. EVERS is wearing a white shirt with the word 'INDESTRUCTIBLE' emblazoned across it with 2 yellow lightning flashes on the collar. MoB's rocking a black suit 'n tie but the trousers are 3/4 length so he can show off a pair of Dior socks and a pair of black patent buckled shoes - both would get crucified if they posted a pic in WAYWT.
For whatever reason my old Man is present. He fucking loves a good firm handshake (no euphemism) and as he shakes MoB's hand he gives him a 'nice handshake son' look of respect and engages him in conversation while EVERS starts talking to me about Rufus Brevett. My dog starts chasing a rabbit around my garden and we all sit down to watch in silence. At some point my garden turns into a clear lake and the 4 of us are sat on stones watching as the rabbit starts chasing the dog and ultimately dunking her under the water. Things get out of hand and the rabbit starts drowning the dog so I push it off and it disappears. I reach into the water to pull the dog out and she looks spent. I put her chest to my ear while MoB, EVERS and my Dad look on anxiously. All I can hear is the dog's strained breathing and as I pull her away from my ear I look down and see that I'm holding a yellow tin of lighter fluid. Someone asks if everything's OK so I put the lighter fluid to my ear again, 'Yeah, it's OK, I can still hear her breathing' I reply.
I wake myself up with my own heavy breathing, it's 6.44, 1 minute before my alarm is set to go off.
MoB 'n EVERS rolled up to my gaff and get out of one of those new shaped Fiat 500's. EVERS is wearing a white shirt with the word 'INDESTRUCTIBLE' emblazoned across it with 2 yellow lightning flashes on the collar. MoB's rocking a black suit 'n tie but the trousers are 3/4 length so he can show off a pair of Dior socks and a pair of black patent buckled shoes - both would get crucified if they posted a pic in WAYWT.
For whatever reason my old Man is present. He fucking loves a good firm handshake (no euphemism) and as he shakes MoB's hand he gives him a 'nice handshake son' look of respect and engages him in conversation while EVERS starts talking to me about Rufus Brevett. My dog starts chasing a rabbit around my garden and we all sit down to watch in silence. At some point my garden turns into a clear lake and the 4 of us are sat on stones watching as the rabbit starts chasing the dog and ultimately dunking her under the water. Things get out of hand and the rabbit starts drowning the dog so I push it off and it disappears. I reach into the water to pull the dog out and she looks spent. I put her chest to my ear while MoB, EVERS and my Dad look on anxiously. All I can hear is the dog's strained breathing and as I pull her away from my ear I look down and see that I'm holding a yellow tin of lighter fluid. Someone asks if everything's OK so I put the lighter fluid to my ear again, 'Yeah, it's OK, I can still hear her breathing' I reply.
I wake myself up with my own heavy breathing, it's 6.44, 1 minute before my alarm is set to go off.
had an excellent one last night - stole a red london double decker bus and drove it round some of the nicer bits of sw london in the summer months with a few other pals and family on board. the police got wind and we were known as the hooray henry bus thieves (?). was using the bus like a bmx, going up stairs and stuff.
woke up cos i needed a drink and tried to continue after getting back to bed but didn't work.
edit - jesus - only just seen Burts effort
woke up cos i needed a drink and tried to continue after getting back to bed but didn't work.
edit - jesus - only just seen Burts effort
Dreamt that BBC brought Live and Kicking back along with the original cast, but moved it to Saturday nights to revive their offering. Simon and Trev came back with all their original sketches but were really x-rated. Andy Peters was a fatty but that Emma Forbes bird was tasty. Barrowman’s ego has gone through the roof since the 90’s. He wore his torchwood outfit and everytime he got on camera, he couldn’t help himself gush about Katherine Bigelow’s skills as a director, but admitted she was a homophobic bitch to him on set. Ratings were through the roof.
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