Saturday, 30 December 2006
In my sleep I had visions of my previous royal life.
You know that feeling you get when you can sense a stare glazing your intestines into fried bacon and you instinctively look in a direction to find someone or something staring at you and then that someonething quickly looks away as if the ghost of Saddam just appeared on the other side of the bucket....Well, that is how I felt when I woke up from my revealingly glorious dream. I couldn't help but yelp out: OhMyGoditsKYLE!
The dream was a glorious revelation indeed. Sure I am young and confused but still somehow I know stuff that was and still is in a sense forgotten. This is not my first time of living consciousness, only my first existence that sprout from the bucket. How do I know this, well the dream....silly bunnies! and then of course the previous-life flash backs making me whimper in my sleep.
So I know there is only 2 things to do:
1. DEMAND everybody call me Princess Pandemonia
2. Undress oHmyGoditsKYLE and spank him on his bare bottom until he squeals like a horny little peasant.
After that everything is likely to fall logically into place.
For those of you who lack THE logic, feel free to ask questions. Wisdom can only be found deep within the wells of ze bucket.
Posted by ? at 01:24