April 14th, 2005 - 11:17 am
» ‘and I was breathing gasoline’
I had a dream last night that I was in quite a strange class with a horrid teacher. We were split into groups and made to do presentations where we pretended we were people from the future. And as people from the future? We sang impromptu songs about discovering vegetables from the past.
And there was a dog in the classroom, and as everyone knows that dogs are cute and so will give you a better grade I began singing to the dog about this strange thing we had discovered. This thing called broccoli. Only because we didn’t really know what it was? I pronounced it brah-so-lee. To demonstrate that we were from the future.