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- Nov 22, 2013
Had a pretty interesting dream last night. This egg-headed old fart with a beer belly to end all beer bellies yelled some shit at my father, and we decided the only way to settle this was through arm wrestling. After a stalemate that felt like it lasted half a minute, the guy's elbow popped out, leaving his forearm limply dangling left and right. The old fart's reaction, however, wasn't a howl of pain, but a triumphant chuckle, claiming this is all according to his plan. After a little bit more gloating he started to spin his disclocated forearm above his head till he has lifted off the ground, and proceeded to helicopter away to places unknown.
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