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So I had another strange dream last night.

It was in the backyard of my parents' house, but it wasn't QUITE their backyard. Much bigger in scale. It was also, in the dream, my aunt and uncle's backyard rather than my parents'.
It must have been the fourth of july, because as a special treat after a lot of weirdness I don't remember now, they broke out fireworks.
Which included a fountainlike cone which shot off a long even stream of sparks while singing lounge music.
Really gruesome lounge music.

And then I was awake.
  • Freud called and said...

    ...stop dreaming about sex.
    • Re: Freud called and said...

      hmmn. So a firework singing Coal Miner's Daughter- oh, and rendering a crooning Art Linkletter in an outline of glowing ashes, I just remembered- while a cone burns like a stick of punk is about sex?

      Goddamn it's no wonder I don't fuck often. I've apparently got some pretty damn attenuatedly unique fetishes.
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