01-11-2004, 10:53 PM
Well here is the piece of a dream that I can remember from a couple days ago:
I was driving polar bear cub (that's right, DRIVING) I pulled him into a parking space, and jumped off. I asked my father (he was suddenly there) why leave the poor polar bear there. He said "Everyone else is leaving thier fucking cars here" then walked away. I felt sad for the bear so I walked over to him and told him he could come with me. We (the bear and I) walked around a strip mall until we found a barber shop/bar, we walked in. Behind the bar was a very tall man with a very thick handlebar mustache he said "Fucking dogs aren't allowed in this bar!" I told him "He is not a dog. He is a polar bear." he said "Fucking bears aren't allowed either" So the bear and I walked out of the bar/barbershop and sat on the curb and watched the sun go down.
I was driving polar bear cub (that's right, DRIVING) I pulled him into a parking space, and jumped off. I asked my father (he was suddenly there) why leave the poor polar bear there. He said "Everyone else is leaving thier fucking cars here" then walked away. I felt sad for the bear so I walked over to him and told him he could come with me. We (the bear and I) walked around a strip mall until we found a barber shop/bar, we walked in. Behind the bar was a very tall man with a very thick handlebar mustache he said "Fucking dogs aren't allowed in this bar!" I told him "He is not a dog. He is a polar bear." he said "Fucking bears aren't allowed either" So the bear and I walked out of the bar/barbershop and sat on the curb and watched the sun go down.
?The louder he proclaimed his honor, the faster we counted the spoons.? - Ralph Waldo Emerson
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