Dear subconcious...

[dragonimp]

... or whatever it is that scripts my dreams;

Dreams involving the Powerpuff Girls, as wierd and almost completely random as that subject matter is, are fine.
Dreams involving psycopaths who carve people up like lunchmeat and stab my friends (after trying to kill the Pope) and then try to get away by turning into my cat, are not.

Are we clear?

Comments

[lacieldellery.livejournal.com]

That sounds like a scary scary dream.

[dragonimp.livejournal.com]

More disturbing than anything else, really. I mean, I slice lunchmeat all day at work (which is probably why the dream went that way) and nobody likes to think about their friends being stabbed.

[shawk.livejournal.com]

As far as I know, both the Pope and I are still alive.

Scary stuff.

[dragonimp.livejournal.com]

Yes, well, I hope so :). (I still haven't figured out what the Pope was doing there.)