A dream is a wish your heart makes...pt.2

[xkillingjarx]

Last night I dreamt that I was sitting outside of Lillians, smoking a clove, and these two British women sat down. I thought to myself, "British people are cool...let's see what they're going to say to me" And then they started talking...and they had thick, unintellegable, cockney accents and all I could make out was the word "clove" and then I beat the shit out of them...I mean, really beat the shit out of them...

And then I woke up...

and the first thing I thought was "Damn, too bad it was just a dream".