I had a dream that I looked outside my window and saw Randall Kitty Davis idling in a giant white pickup truck (F-150 or so) on the other side of the road, the truck was pointed directly towards my house. For a moment I felt unease- how did he know where I live? What could his purpose be? etc. But I realized that I view him to be a strange being of mostly absurd mores and that he was likely here in some sort of humorous capacity. I stood up and held my hands up against the glass in a mock-scared fashion and made pantomime noo! movements with my mouth. When he had seen that I noticed him, mr Davis, who I imagine to move with more or less stop-motion animation style movements, made a gonzo excited face and drove his truck at my house. For half a second I was worried that he was actually about to plow into my house. Maybe I should warn Krista and whoever it is wed been talking to moments before that a large truck was about to enter the house. But no, he merely drove up onto the steps of my house and the trucks horn made a large *BOWWW WOOWWW WOW* noise. The words BIG DAWG were emblazoned on the side of the truck in Cooper Black. I laughed and laughed as I went to the porch to greet him and the weird hillbillies he had in his truck bed. We high-fived and I was amazed to see that he was now suddenly not wearing the long gray haired wig he must always wear to disguise his true nature as a man with close cropped gray hair. I suspected at that moment that he is in fact a military operative. So what Im saying is two-fold: (1) beware of Randall Kitty Davis, he is not what he seems (2) I really need to spend less time in UUUM
Posted on: Fri, 09 Jan 2015 07:17:06 +0000
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