Okay, I had one. A dream that involves LPSG, and its a bizarre one even as dreams go!
We finally decided to have a get-together of LPSG members in New Orleans. (New Orleans? Well, it's my dream, okay?) Before leaving for the convention I got together with a few members at Paul's (7x6&C) apartment. (In my dream, he still visited LPSG, and he apparently lives in Shreveport. Also in my dream, Shreveport seems to be about a 15 drive from New Orleans. Bear with my editorial comments!) Since there was plenty of time before we had to leave for New Orleans, a few of us decided to go to the zoo in Shreveport. (This is odd because Shreveport doesn't have a zoo!) I was with a few lady members. I don't know who any of them were except for Nony. (She was still a member.) Then flash forward: we were at the Convention Center in New Orleans. There were huge cock-shaped helium balloons everywhere! Mark greeted us at the door and explained that Radu had planned to attend, but his plane accidently went to Burma instead of New Orleans. (Radu later called to apologise for not being there. He couldn't talk for long because they were serving enchiladas in his hotel in Rangoon, Burma, and he didn't want them to get cold!) Dee couldn't make it, Mark explained, because he was hired to appear in an Office Max commercial, dancing to Rubberband Man while delivering office supplies. Bob (FineDessert) was still alive and in attendance, telling jokes as always. He said he was supposed to jump out of a cake later. Pecker (Bilbobagginsx) was also there, but he kept morphing into John Wayne. (You how things are in dreams.) He said that Jonb was wondering when I would show up, because I was supposed to go shopping with him at Bath, Body & Beyond. Just then, Mark appeared with a tray of eggrolls and told us to say 'hi' to Heath (mindseye). I found Heath sitting at a table playing poker with Brad Pitt and Uma Thurman. A couple of strangers came up to the table to ask for Brad's and Uma's autographs. They asked Heath if he was famous. He said, "No, but my dick is bigger than Brad's." They got him to drop his pants, took a Polaroid photo of his cock, then had him sign it. The Brad said, "My friend Mark lent me this for the convention." He stood and drppoed his pants revealing that he was wearing Mark Wahlberg's prosthetic cock from Boogie Nights! Tigerwolf said that Brad had been PhotoShopped, so Uma stabbed him in the head. His body was hidden in the Convention Center's laundry drop. Heath gave me a hug and said, "Look who's on his way over!" I turned, and there was Jonb. He grabbed me and gave me a kiss. (Remember, it's my dream!) Suddenly we heard a loud knocking at the door and heard a drunken Dutch accent screaming, "Let me in! My average cock is looking for huge cocks! God is against me!" (Gee; guess who that was!) Javier said, "Everyone be quiet and pretend there's nobody here!" Jon and I decided to slip out the back way and go shopping at Bath, Body & Beyond at the mall. When we got back to the Convention Center, everyone was watching Bambi. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. After the movie, Pecker said, "Let's dance! I brought Frank Sinatra albums!" Everyone started slow dancing. Pecker wasn't morphing any more, but he was dancing with John Wayne. Gigantikok was sitting in a chair in the corner while Uma Thurman gave him a pedicure. I've never seen Gigz's full face before, but I knew it was him. He was wearing the cap that he used to hide his face on SeanCody.com. Other than the cap, he wore only a cut-off T-shirt that had SEPUDONUTS screenprinted on it. After dancing with Jon for a while, he said, "Let's find a bathtub and try this shampoo we bought!" I agreed, and Jeff (txqis) and Brad Pitt came up and said, "That sounds cool! Can we join you?" There was a big bathtub in the entry hall (!
, and so the four of us stripped down and got in the tub. And then... I woke up. (What a weird fucking dream!)
We finally decided to have a get-together of LPSG members in New Orleans. (New Orleans? Well, it's my dream, okay?) Before leaving for the convention I got together with a few members at Paul's (7x6&C) apartment. (In my dream, he still visited LPSG, and he apparently lives in Shreveport. Also in my dream, Shreveport seems to be about a 15 drive from New Orleans. Bear with my editorial comments!) Since there was plenty of time before we had to leave for New Orleans, a few of us decided to go to the zoo in Shreveport. (This is odd because Shreveport doesn't have a zoo!) I was with a few lady members. I don't know who any of them were except for Nony. (She was still a member.) Then flash forward: we were at the Convention Center in New Orleans. There were huge cock-shaped helium balloons everywhere! Mark greeted us at the door and explained that Radu had planned to attend, but his plane accidently went to Burma instead of New Orleans. (Radu later called to apologise for not being there. He couldn't talk for long because they were serving enchiladas in his hotel in Rangoon, Burma, and he didn't want them to get cold!) Dee couldn't make it, Mark explained, because he was hired to appear in an Office Max commercial, dancing to Rubberband Man while delivering office supplies. Bob (FineDessert) was still alive and in attendance, telling jokes as always. He said he was supposed to jump out of a cake later. Pecker (Bilbobagginsx) was also there, but he kept morphing into John Wayne. (You how things are in dreams.) He said that Jonb was wondering when I would show up, because I was supposed to go shopping with him at Bath, Body & Beyond. Just then, Mark appeared with a tray of eggrolls and told us to say 'hi' to Heath (mindseye). I found Heath sitting at a table playing poker with Brad Pitt and Uma Thurman. A couple of strangers came up to the table to ask for Brad's and Uma's autographs. They asked Heath if he was famous. He said, "No, but my dick is bigger than Brad's." They got him to drop his pants, took a Polaroid photo of his cock, then had him sign it. The Brad said, "My friend Mark lent me this for the convention." He stood and drppoed his pants revealing that he was wearing Mark Wahlberg's prosthetic cock from Boogie Nights! Tigerwolf said that Brad had been PhotoShopped, so Uma stabbed him in the head. His body was hidden in the Convention Center's laundry drop. Heath gave me a hug and said, "Look who's on his way over!" I turned, and there was Jonb. He grabbed me and gave me a kiss. (Remember, it's my dream!) Suddenly we heard a loud knocking at the door and heard a drunken Dutch accent screaming, "Let me in! My average cock is looking for huge cocks! God is against me!" (Gee; guess who that was!) Javier said, "Everyone be quiet and pretend there's nobody here!" Jon and I decided to slip out the back way and go shopping at Bath, Body & Beyond at the mall. When we got back to the Convention Center, everyone was watching Bambi. There wasn't a dry eye in the house. After the movie, Pecker said, "Let's dance! I brought Frank Sinatra albums!" Everyone started slow dancing. Pecker wasn't morphing any more, but he was dancing with John Wayne. Gigantikok was sitting in a chair in the corner while Uma Thurman gave him a pedicure. I've never seen Gigz's full face before, but I knew it was him. He was wearing the cap that he used to hide his face on SeanCody.com. Other than the cap, he wore only a cut-off T-shirt that had SEPUDONUTS screenprinted on it. After dancing with Jon for a while, he said, "Let's find a bathtub and try this shampoo we bought!" I agreed, and Jeff (txqis) and Brad Pitt came up and said, "That sounds cool! Can we join you?" There was a big bathtub in the entry hall (!
, and so the four of us stripped down and got in the tub. And then... I woke up. (What a weird fucking dream!)
