In which I see an elderly gentleman trying to defecate.
In which my subconscious pre-empts a glorious punchline and I wake up laughing.
In which the Muppets get sinister.
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This is the sort of dream I like. Simple and insane.
I thought this blog would be a good place to document the wonderfully bizarre dreams I have. I get agonisingly Continue reading