Overactive imagination, table for one
27 Jan
So the other night, I had a very vivid dream that the house (with me in it, obviously) was being attacked by Decepticons.
Decepticons. Attacking my house.
I was halfway out the bedroom door, my robe barely on, before I realised that hey, aren’t you being silly? Because Decepticons? They wouldn’t bother skulking around outside your bedroom window before attacking. They’d just crush the house, with you in it.
Silly.
Decepticons are by any chance those tall background figures in those movies Megan Fox and Megan Fox 2?
Mario Fonseca’s last blog post..Nuff said.