Drive fast, live hard, no regrets... Sorry Penske

[Flinty_McFlint]

Originally posted by str8outavannuys
Ok, last night after walking my dog and listening to my iPod on "shuffle songs", I fell asleep and had a dream. The soundtrack to my dream was a song I hadn't heard in ages -- 21 Gun Salute by Soulcracker (VH1's Bands on the Run). -- It starts with the line "Relive the good times/cling to the past/with a 21 gun salute/and a flag flown at half mast/I can't take away the memory of the one that you loved last/But I can turn this picture into ash"

Anyways, during the dream, I was competing in a bass fishing tournament. But I didn't have a good rod and reel. All I had was a hose with a fish hook on the end. I was way behind and about to give up, when suddenly I felt that I had the bass-fishing equivalent of the golden snitch on my line. I pulled it up, and it was the size and appearance of my beloved dachsund/pappillon. I wrestled with it, and it bit me, and I tried to choke it, but then decided that I was being stupid, and let it go.

The next morning, I resumed listening to my shuffle mix while walking my dog, and the second song that came up (I did not reshuffle) was 21 Gun Salute by Soulcracker. Note that I have over 7000 songs on my iPod.

So Joseph, what do you make of this dream?

I'm sorry about your penis.