Posted by IKnow on July 14, 1998 at 23:24:17:
In Reply to: FullMoonFever posted by WonderingBoy on July 08, 1998 at 23:27:24:
I dreamt I was building a new club. I was in an
architects loft with one of my managers, Sandy Beach.
(her real name). We were writing our ideas in
the bottom of a disecting dish. When it was my turn,
I wrote on an eyeball that was part of the dish.
As I wrote my plans, the eye rolled back, presenting
me with a fresh surface.
What do eye now know?
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