I have tv dreams too, usually about shows I rarely watch! I think your dream did a reasonable job trying to be funny. ;)
What follows I 100% blame on you:
To Maliciously Dance
Sarah and Daniel were celebrating an organized Valentine's Day together. Sarah had cooked a silky dinner and they ate up a tree by candlelight.
"My darling," Daniel said, stroking Sarah's spleen, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Sarah. "It is but a spicy token of my ugly love."
Sarah opened the box. Inside was a dramatic weed-whacker! She gazed at it darkly. Then she gazed at Daniel darkly. "It's juicy," Sarah said. "Come here and let me dance you."
Just then, a translucent crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a spastic squirrel that is climbing up your leg, looking for a treat.. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a wet voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Daniel read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."
They stared at each other sweatily as the crone cackled some more. Sarah's earlobe began to tremble. Then Daniel shrugged, pulled out an orchid, and hit the crone on her finger. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Sarah said and kissed Daniel cutely. "This is an over-rated Valentine's Day!"
They overtly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
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Date: Feb. 3rd, 2010 05:25 pm (UTC)What follows I 100% blame on you:
To Maliciously Dance
Sarah and Daniel were celebrating an organized Valentine's Day together. Sarah had cooked a silky dinner and they ate up a tree by candlelight.
"My darling," Daniel said, stroking Sarah's spleen, "I have something for you." He gave a box to Sarah. "It is but a spicy token of my ugly love."
Sarah opened the box. Inside was a dramatic weed-whacker! She gazed at it darkly. Then she gazed at Daniel darkly. "It's juicy," Sarah said. "Come here and let me dance you."
Just then, a translucent crone sprang out of hiding and cackled like a spastic squirrel that is climbing up your leg, looking for a treat.. "Your happiness will not last!" she said in a wet voice and dropped a piece of paper onto the dinner table.
Daniel read it. "It's a page from a diary. It says...it says that you're my sister."
They stared at each other sweatily as the crone cackled some more. Sarah's earlobe began to tremble. Then Daniel shrugged, pulled out an orchid, and hit the crone on her finger. She fell over dead.
"Problem solved!" Sarah said and kissed Daniel cutely. "This is an over-rated Valentine's Day!"
They overtly burned the diary page in the candle and never told another soul.
And then they overate each other all night long.