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My Dream about Poly...
I never expected that I'd have a dream about, of all things, POLYTRACK!
I had settled into my "rack" last night and kinda dozed off. Coulda been the meatballs or the garlic..I don't know. So, the dream went something like this... I was walking down a road. It was made of wax coated sand and other stuff that found a better use than the local landfill. Each step, I sunk to my ankles. Then I come across some "cappers"...all shaking their heads like sideways bobbleheads, saying bad words. Right there by the side of the road sat the Michelin man. He said, "My buddy, Trixie Shorter, here and I have a good one in the 6th. Can you spot me a five?" I say, "Naw!!" and start running, but I can't get a grip. So after I fall down and the Pillsbury Doughboy helps me to my feet, I trip over a little horse like thing called eohippus. At that point, I woke up, sweating like crazy. Whewww...enough meatballs and garlic for a while. |
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Well i got drunk last night and had a dream that my partner was sleeping with someone else and left me.
and to boot, later in the evening i had a dream about being alive on the keeneland pick-6 carryover today, though i am not even playing it. which has everything to do with polytrack. i'm glad i'm not the only one. |
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Hope your partner comes back. Too much garlic seems to make them look for cleaner air. Beer farts have the same effect. Puff the sheets. Are you eating too much pasta fizzoule? For now, I won't get to the second part of the dream when I finally got back to sleep ...just that it had something to do with "Polywood" and plastic boobs on some lady named Pam Andersumthin'. Tough to focus on her face, if ya know what I'm sayin'. |
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i normally don't remember dreams, especially after drinking -- but it was scary, and then the second dream was awesome......i'm not sure who wins the sixth leg of the pick-six, but i know i was alive until the last leg. |
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I had the exact same dream! Spread wide in those legs too. She's comin' !!! No need to shut up at the point. Just wish poly was that enjoyable....in my dreams. |
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lmao,
funny thread. look, my only dream about polytrack is that the damn stuff would just go back to where it came from(Europe). this is not fair. The United States bailed them out of 2 World Wars and in return they give us wax coated sand mixed with rubber. id give anything for a speed favoring rail biased KEE right now. Repent |
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I hear ya Pent, I really do. But look at it this way buddy, if they weren't so arrogant and stupid as to have fought in a straight line formation wearing those bright red coats against a white or green background, we wouldn't have this paradise and we'd be breakfasting on tea and ****ing crumpets. This is their payback after all those years. |
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they also gave the world James Bond and Tony Blair so it isnt all that bad.
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Believe it or not, I had another dream...geezzzzz...no garlic or meatballs involved.
Kind of confusing so try to follow. I'm sliding on the waxy sand of a road to nowhere. I thought I had a good start on it but something starts to try to pass me. I dig in but I can't get a grip. Now, who would have figured that I'd glance at the side of the road and see this guy with his thumb stuck out looking like he needs a ride to somewhere. This guy looks exactly like Tony Blair. No kidding! So I pull over and ask, "where are you going?" Just trying to be helpful. He says, "Iraq...Basra." So, I say, "I'm not going that way." And take off down the road. A little later, I look over my shoulder and see a big red-white and blue limo pull over. It looks like Repent is driving it and Timm G and Brian's partner are in the backseat. Blair gets in. I crash into the rail as the limo drives past. The michelin man helps me to my feet when I wake up. Then I really wake up. Oh! for a good night's sleep! Last edited by Downthestretch55 : 10-27-2006 at 04:53 PM. |