Saturday, 24 November 2012

when I don't think of him.

Last night I dreamt I was been pursued through a giant department store by a strange midget man trying to sell me funny looking blue shoes I didn't want.

I climbed onto a counter, and turned to see a photo of the Queen on the wall-I looked at in bemusement.
Realising how rude it was for me to being standing on their counter,...I jumped off and made a run for it....

So, what does it all mean?...

probably fuck all.


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