Feb 27, 2010

the DREAMS TREAT pt3

an introduction, where it all started and the previous chapters


the DREAMS TREAT pt. 1


the DREAMS TREAT pt 2




I just woke up from a weird sleep. Had a dream that my hands were broken and all my fingers were black, blue and bloody.  All the while the cows were dancing and singing

"Wake up at the crack of dawn,
your hands as cold as ice.
Grab my teats again you fuck,
I won't be near as nice.
Crushed your hands and gored your wife,
that's the going price.
To teach you healthy manners,
I think that should suffice."

Needless to say, I'm not thirsty for milk anymore...or ever again.



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