Saw feet.
March 17, 2008
Last night I dreamt that a young woman was arguing between the affections of four men.
None of them was exactly perfect. All had a deal breaker.
The young girl had a monkey. It was a cute thing and I pat it and said, “Hello cute little monkey.”
The girl couldn’t decide who she was going to court, so the monkey took action.
Luring them aside on at a time, it attacked and killed them, then fastidiously cut each body part off them with its claws, and built a Frankensteinesque boyfriend for the girl.
The girl was happy, and her new boyfriend – and the monkey – lived happily ever after.
