Before I even get started I know that Friday the 13th movies was that Jason character and not Freddie but I just like him better. And, this is about a nightmarish kind of dream -- Got it?
This is a real nightmare I had last night. This IS NOT a joke. Some creepy dude had me locked in a wooden coffin. I heard him telling someone on the outside that he would release me under the following conditions:
1) He wanted samples of my hair. All hair, including eyelashes and nether region hair.
2) He wanted a skin scraping sample.
3) He wanted a silhouette outline of my body straight on as well as sideways.
4.) Lastly, he wanted my Sketcher shoes, my nine iron and Mac Dog.
Now it gets even creepier. I got a call out of the blue IN REAL LIFE this morning from someone I haven't spoken to since high school. He left a voicemail. He wanted to know how things have been and such. I have no plans to call him back because I'm sure he's going to want to get together. The creepy thing is - he was the dude in the nightmare! But aged and scrawny and serial killerish. AHHHHHHH!
All I can say is I am going home immediately after work, set my security alarm and lock myself in my room with my nine iron and Mac Dog. He can have the shoes.
Crazy weird! What do you think this means?
4 comments:
It's a premonition. Dude probably reads your blog too. Maybe he will post a comment.
Is that made up?
By the way, I knew that was you in the car in front of me today. I could tell by your ears.
This is your long lost high school friend (this typing is disguised to protect my identity). I want to shave your eyebrows! I want to take a bubble bath with your small dog and sleep with your nine iron between my cheeks. I have spent years tracking you down and I think we can make beautiful music together. Be a pal and let me wear your skin as a leisure suit.
Buffalo Bob
Jackson High 1991
Rach -- This is fo' real. Didn't you read the post?!
Christopher -- I live on Red Baron Lane. It's a little white house with a garage. It has a small shrubbery that is lit up with lights. Come on by. There will be a dog in the window. He he.
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