Dream 1
I was on my way to the football match. I was on a minibus, which was taking the strangest and most random route to the game. We raced down cobbled streets, through buildings and down river banks. Eventually we reached the stadium of Aston Villa FC and I disembarked. Aston Villa’s stadium, Villa Park, looked nothing like I remembered, but I did not feel any concern. I made my way to my seat.
It was difficult to concentrate on the football match, for more than one reason. For a start there seemed to be many attractive ladies at the match. For another reason, there were two guys sitting next to me who were having a loud conversation. One of them had blond hair and seemed very angry, and he ranted and shouted a lot. His colleague had black hair, was very cool and detached and had a European accent (could’t quite place the country).
Although the blonde haired guy seemed very angry about something, he appreciated the more laid back view of his friend. At one point he asked his friend, “do you believe in God?”
“Hmm… Interesting…” said the dark haired guy.
I was quite annoyed by their conversation. Deep meaning philosophical conversations aren’t meant to be had at the football, I thought, they are meant to be had at the pub. I got up and left.
The journey home from the match was even more random than the journey to the game, and the minibus was speeding through a small picturesque village. I could feel the fear of the driver, who was terrified that the bus would crash into a wall. But suddenly we burst onto a river bank, and the driver lost control, and we tumbled into the dark, cold water.
I recovered and swam away from the bus, now being pursued by a herd of swimming cows. Fortunately for me, the river was contained within high walls, like a reservoir, and I was able to hang on to a vine that grew from one of those walls as the herd of cows swam past.
I watched one of the cows, a brown cow with a big fat cow body, climb over the wall. As it did so, we regarded each other solemnly.
Dream 2
There was a town in Alaska where all they did was have sex. They had sex as often and with as many people as possible. There was even a totem pole standing at the boundary of the town, featuring scenes that were a bit like the Karma Sutra, including scenes of mass orgies. One of the girls who lived in the town had picked up a boyfriend, but he had no idea about her lifestyle. A guy is making a documentary about this situation and is driving out to meet the boyfriend to break the bad news to him.
“How could he not know about the way his girlfriend lives?” says the documentary maker, “There’s even a totem pole outside the town with all of those depictions!”
When the boyfriend hears the news he is very upset, as you would expect. The rest of the documentary follows him around as he attempts to cope with the way things are. The documentary maker grows more sympathetic towards him as time goes by.
At one point, in his frustration, the boyfriend grabs a microphone and sings a song. Here are the words:
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f***ck,
F*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f*ck f**ck fuggidy f***ck…
