Minizilla
From the dream archives (with apologies to angerbunny and symmetrian):
I recently dreamed that I was at a party with eclipsic and noticed that eclipsic was smoking again. I was instantly furious. I hated it when he smoked, and it was worse when he was quitting.
I spent several minutes yelling at him about how irresponsible and weak willed he was. eclipsic kept trying to interject: "But Buddy! But Buddy! I have a good reason!"
"Dammit, there is no good reason to smoke," I shouted. "No good reason at all. There is not one thing that you could say that would make me endorse this stupid, insane, stinking habit!"
As those words escaped me, he pulled a cigarette out. Then, a sly smile on his face, he pulled a tiny living replica of godzilla from his shirt pocket, which he coaxed through gentle prodding to belch out a bit of flame with which he lit the cigarette. He puffed, a satisfied look on his face, waiting for my response.
I stood silent a moment, then said: "Okay, give me one of those."
I recently dreamed that I was at a party with eclipsic and noticed that eclipsic was smoking again. I was instantly furious. I hated it when he smoked, and it was worse when he was quitting.
I spent several minutes yelling at him about how irresponsible and weak willed he was. eclipsic kept trying to interject: "But Buddy! But Buddy! I have a good reason!"
"Dammit, there is no good reason to smoke," I shouted. "No good reason at all. There is not one thing that you could say that would make me endorse this stupid, insane, stinking habit!"
As those words escaped me, he pulled a cigarette out. Then, a sly smile on his face, he pulled a tiny living replica of godzilla from his shirt pocket, which he coaxed through gentle prodding to belch out a bit of flame with which he lit the cigarette. He puffed, a satisfied look on his face, waiting for my response.
I stood silent a moment, then said: "Okay, give me one of those."