Bronko Nagurski

go on my son

Saturday 23 January 2010

Dreams what i had

because there's not one better way of starting a blog than by writing about yourself

Dream wot had I had #1:
After falling asleep watching the episode of Jeremy Kyle "I had a one night stand with an ugly chick and now she is a mother and I might be the father" this situation was mirrored in my dream, apart from the fact this girl wasn't an ugly chick she was my DREAM GIRL also she hasn't yet had child, BUT IT WAS MY CHILD NONETHELESS!. Also we didn't go on Jeremy Kyle, rather I ran around the city (which was either Manchester, or the city where Hey Arnold lives in) to find this beautiful lass and be the best goddarned father there ever was. To no avail. Then I woke up. What did I learn from this experience? That Jeremy Kyle is awesome! and that My DREAM Girl is in Heyarnoldville, or more likely Manchester. but rather than chase my dream and go to Manchester I rolled to the other side of the bed because it was too cold and re entered sleep, to dream some more about this wundermadchen.
Unfortunately this was not the case. Dumbledore the magicigal bastard had decided to die in my bathroom, in MY castle grounds, and me and Malfoy and Hermione put the old fool's corpse on a moving train through the forest where we were greeted by none other than the six friends of Friends. Well, I only mind of Chandler but Ii'm sure that his friends were the ones out of Friends. The End.

Dreams what I had #2;
Well turns out I was Mark Corrigan, and this means Jeremy Osborne was my good friend Jez, and jez and I were to have a splendid meal at a restaurant. But Jez, being Jez, did the jezzy thing of bringing a prostitute along just for the fun of it. Once at the eatery, Jez did the other jezzy thing of deciding the best idea was to eat the meal.. in a toilet cubicle. The prostitute agreed, because prostitutes are stupid. Being Mark I made a witty reference to something going on in politics, in my head, and made an oh so feeble attempt to chat up a waitress. Minutes later she returned with three dinner plates, and we entered the toilets, where Jez and Mrs. Prosszy had engaged in sexual intercourse. I shouted for a bit that Jez had once again ruined my life and Harvey Danger sang a song. The End.
What did I learn from this dream? I'm not sure, but I watched Magicians recently. It was shit.

Dreams eh? What's that all about?