dude3282
Jan 3, 2005, 10:14 PM
I had a really funky dream last night. I was eating pancakes with one of my friends from church, David Parry. He's a big baseball fan, great pitcher on the school team. I'm sitting across from him and we?re talking and eating breakfast. I'm chomping away when David says that he's finished, I can finish off his pancakes. So I lean across the table and get some of his food. But I miss once and stab his hand, right in the middle of his ring finger. I apologize, a little grossed out and scared. I pull my fork out of his hand, and his finger pops off! I?m staring at my fork, with two bites of pancake and a finger on the end of it. David just says "That's okay, I don't need that finger." I woke up feeling a little sick. Heck, I'm a little sick right now, just reliving it. I'm not going to be able to eat pancakes for a little while. At the rocking New Year's dance, they served breakfast food early in the morning. I was eating and talking to some of my good friends that I hadn't seen in a while, Catherine and April and Jessica, when I finished my bacon and got started on my pancake. But the thing was really, really dry. So dry, that I choked on it trying to swallow. I'm standing there with my friends, making weird faces and trying to hide the fact that I'm gagging, so I walked off to go get a drink feeling really stupid. Stupid pancakes.
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