A couple nights ago, I had a prophetic dream:
November, 2004. Election night. Results are coming in, and the Dean-Clark ticket is laying the wood to Bush-Cheney. They hit 270 before Bush hits 20. It is a landslide of epic proportions.
This raises two questions:
1. Could this be a prophecy of things to come?
2. What does it say about me that I dream about this stuff instead of being trapped on a tropical isle with Halle Berry, a young Raquel Welch, the Swedish bikini team, and the Latex Babes Of Estros?
...er... I mean being trapped on a tropical isle with my fiancee... naturally...
November, 2004. Election night. Results are coming in, and the Dean-Clark ticket is laying the wood to Bush-Cheney. They hit 270 before Bush hits 20. It is a landslide of epic proportions.
This raises two questions:
1. Could this be a prophecy of things to come?
2. What does it say about me that I dream about this stuff instead of being trapped on a tropical isle with Halle Berry, a young Raquel Welch, the Swedish bikini team, and the Latex Babes Of Estros?
...er... I mean being trapped on a tropical isle with my fiancee... naturally...
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