Last night I dreamt that I went skydiving with Diddlefinger and his dad. But Diddlefinger’s dad was George Bush (except George Bush wasn’t George Bush, he was Diddlefinger's dad... you follow?)
Prior to our skydiving adventure I thought I might not like Diddlefinger’s dad. But he turned out to be a really nice guy, and he even offered to buy me lunch.
The jump was very exhilarating! Afterwards Diddlefinger got all bent out of shape because he said I was showboating during my landing. We jumped out of the plane and landed at a Texas airport, which inside looked a lot like the Las Vegas airport.
After skydiving we all met up inside, Jim (RW's dad) was there. I assumed he was a friend of Diddlefinger's dad. We all decided to go to the restroom before going to lunch.
In the restroom all the urinals were unflushed and full of gold colored piss, almost to the point of overflowing. I looked down at my feet and I was wearing sandals. I was afraid that I would get urine on my feet, so I walked around the restroom (pants unbuckled) until I found a urinal that wasn't about to overflow. I carefully walked out of the restroom, but not before I noticed a man sitting at a cash register, taking tickets by the restroom sinks. Jim was waiting for me at the door, as if he was worried something might happen to me... it was comforting.
The end.
1 comment:
Silly rabbit! Everyone knows Republicans don't urinate. We just explode when we're 50.
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