Simon and Trev? Loved them guys. Was Gopher Gordon there too?

never mind

So I had took a trip to japan, and was staying/hanging/paying Nagoya Yom to be my personal guide. He had a crib that was bigger than I expected, decent size living room and a long narrow hallway leading to the rest of the rooms, the kitchen was an open doorway infront of the living room. I remember this because I said "wow, bigger than I expected." We hit all the important spots, especially tenederloin, and atlast .

so after doin all that stuff we end up going to some sort of meat/seafood district, pretty grimmy. We follow in what seemed to be a maze around all the workers, I was like "yo why do we keep going around stuff it's like we are moving in circles", he was like "navigation can be tricky". I thought this nigga was either trying to lose me or he didn't want me to remember how to get back to where ever he is taking me.

So we reached a wall in this factory/meat butchering-packing plant, where there are still workers doing what they was doing. Yom reaches for a pallet jack and proceeds to remove a pallet full of meat products from the wall. What was revealed was a heavy metal hatch on the ground. he opened it and in my head I was like "ohhh shit, these japs really know how to do retail!"

We proceeded to follow along a long corridor, and in my head I was like "what possible bad ass store could this be?". We arrive at some steps (3, going up) and yom rings the buzzer and gives a code I don't remember what. The heavy door opens and a big bald japanese man opens up. We proceed to walk in.

What I saw was what seemed to be a small warehouse that let in alot of natural sunlight. The floors was bamboo mats and pads. Niggas was deck out in all kinds of ruff n rugged brands. A little further in I see that the facilities are some type of MMA training grounds. Yom was like "this is where I train" etc. Tho the process and of getting here and the concept was cool, I was a bit underwhelmed it wasn't clothes.

We are watching some peeps practice, yom gets ready to do some practicing as well, when an older japanese lady, with her hair wrapped, loads of makeup, smoking a cig, dressed like Liz Taylor in her older years (black sequin valor track suit) emerges. She says, "come practice". I'm all like "Naaaah b, I'm a lover not a fighter." She keeps on the pressure. I'm like "I'm not good, I especially don't like getting kicked in the face." Visibly irked she sends the whole warehouse full of goons at me. I proceeded to run towards the entrance but it was blocked. I was trapped. everyone was headed to me, like in a manga, and I proceeded to take them all out one by one, 2 at a time, getting beat up but also taking them all out. everyone is laid out rolling in pain. I stood there bruised and battered. The old lady had an angry smirk. She said "very well…" she threw down the cig and proceeded to get in fighting stance….


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It does read like a homo erotic novel

I dreamed a girl posted in the main wdywt. the one in pfof thread wearing the flynits. I wasn't having it.

I had a dream the police raided my gaff while I was in bed with the bird, they grabbed me out and since I had no clothes on and to immobilise me the wrapped me in clingfilm - like a massive roll of it. They then chucked me in the back of a van with some other lads. we looked like flies wrapped in a spider's silk. then I saw that the van was actually a big mechanical spider, and thatcher was driving it. then all there was was a spider with thatcher's head and then I was a bigger spider and I was about to kill her and my missus woke me up.

Last surreal one I had was everything was dark & warm and there was a deep rumbling. I was tumbling over & over slowly until I rolled out of whatever I was in and sat crouched.
I looked down and my arms were really long like an orangutans but I was made out of freshly mown grass. All clumpy and moist so I made long spines on my back (like you do).
I started to gallop on all fours towards a main road and people were waving at me and smiling.

Other one was me taking a dump on a toilet in the middle of a pubs social room and everyone from my life past and present were coming and talking to me. Bit like a wake but with more shit.

pm russ