Last night, I dreamt about Saddam’s execution… And who killed him? Justin!
This is not even a subject I really followed in the news. A drawing of his face pre-hanging popped up in a magazine I was browsing through yesterday, which may have triggered this:
So, we were in a pretty deserted mall and Justin installed Saddam outside on a little wall. He prepared his high tech shooting gear, screwing together pieces of a gun, that came out of a metal suitcase. He aims and shoots in the head. Several times. All it did was drill a hole, with minimal blood in Saddam’s forehead, still alive and seeming to be bored.
So Justin decides to reload and sits him at a table. He tells me to move aside and not to look. He shoots the man many times, many places. I look over and see him collapsed on the table with a little more blood. Justin puts away his shooting gear, grabs me by the arm and says: “Damn, this man was hard to kill!” And we walk away, hoping he’s really dead.
I don’t know why my brain has created this story. But in an extremely weird way (according to the situation), Justin was very hot!
La nuit derniere, j’ai reve de l’execution de Saddam… Et qui l’a tue? Justin!
C’est meme pas un sujet que j’ai vraiment suivi aux infos. J’ai appercu un dessin de son visage pre- pendaison dans un magazine que je feuilletais hier, qui a peut-etre cree ceci :
Donc, on etait dans un centre commercial deserte et Justin a installe Saddam dehors, sur un petit mur. Il a prepare ses armes haute technologie en vissant des parties de pistolet, qui venaient d’une valise en metal. Il pointe et tire dans la tete. Quelques fois. Tout ce que ca a fait, c’est creer un trou, avec tres peu de sang sur le front de Saddam, qui etait toujours en vie et avait l’air de s’en foutre.
Alors Justin recharge son pistolet et l’assied a une table. Il me dis de me pousser et de ne pas regarder. Il tire sur l’homme plusieurs fois, a plusieurs endroits. Je regarde et l’homme est affale sur la table avec un peu plus de sang. Justin remballe son matos, m’attrape par le bras et me dit: “Putain, cet homme etait dur a tuer!” On s’eloigne en esperant q’il soit vraiment mort.
Je ne sais pas pourquoi mon cerveau a creer ce scenario, mais d’une maniere tres bizarre (suivant les circonstances), Justin etait tres attirant!
LMAO that is funny!
Here are pictures from the DDR party.
Oh, how you have made me laugh!
Justin is pretty tough, though, so I can see where this came from …
I like being tres attirant! in your dreams.