Dream
Last night I dreamt that I had a baby. I put it in a room, and every so often I would exclaim, "Oh goodness! I completely forgot I had a baby! I haven't fed it since yesterday!" Then I would go check on the baby, and it was perfectly happy, and in good shape, except for being covered in pooh.
Mr Smith said the baby represented a talent I was neglecting. I asked why my talent was covered in pooh. He didn't answer.
3 comments:
HAHAHA
Mr Smith sure is a crack up.
And you did not have a dream. You had a nightmare.
Remember that the next time you are horizontal with Mr Smith
Watch out for that nighmare- it came true for me!
Well, it wasn't such a bad dream. The baby seemed indifferent to neglect. If they were really so obliging, I might be tempted to have one.
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