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ASK THE NEXT PERSON ANYTHING ! GAME !
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Nooo.... they might take it as an attack!
What are these newfangled weapons of mass mouth and gut destruction?
What are these newfangled weapons of mass mouth and gut destruction?
I am so glad I never did one of them. Blair's Mega Death = 
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To answer your question, I think the world's leaders would break out WWIII if we did that to 'em!
Has an extract sauce ever made you feel like you were gonna die?
.To answer your question, I think the world's leaders would break out WWIII if we did that to 'em!
Has an extract sauce ever made you feel like you were gonna die?
G wants you to do her dishes, take out her rubbish, mop the floors, vaccuum the carpets, scrub the benches, wipe the walls, clean the shower and sinks and she wants her toilet to shine. (Oh yeah, a bit of outside work too.)
Will you answer the call?
Will you answer the call?
Ha... believe it or not, I do.
Why do some words sound good and others sound like complete rubbish?
Why do some words sound good and others sound like complete rubbish?
I had this dream many years ago:
I was on the roof of a building with a small group of other people from the office I worked at then. It was a beautiful sunny day, and we were sitting in folding chairs, as some fireworks were going to display after it got dark.
We noticed what looked like a big cloud coming towards us. As it got closer, we saw that it wasn't a cloud, but a white being - it looked like a large person, and he was laying flat like he was dead. Surrounding him were 8 small beings, each of a different color. They were much like midgets, they were so small. It became clear that they were effectively carrying him to the ground at the base of the building we were sitting on. They were not flying, but floating, as they had no wings. We went downstairs to meet them on the ground outside. When the being and his attendants reached the ground, the being stood up - he was not dead.
His attendants started to give glass jars of what looked like gold to each person gathered there, but I would not take one. For some reason, I just knew they were really demons, and that they were fooling the people with the gold in the jars. I tried to tell everyone that they were being fooled, but no one would believe me. The being and his attendants laughed at me. I was getting frustrated, and finally started knocking the glass jars out of peoples hands, and they shattered when they hit the ground. Upon breaking open, it was revealed that the "gold" was actually just coal. However, no one was grateful that I was exposing the fraud. Instead, they were angry at me, as if I had somehow changed the "gold" into coal. They did not believe me when I told them I had no ability to do that, that all I had done was hit the jars out of their hands.
That's all I remember at this point. There were a lot more details, but that's the gist of it.
Have you ever had this vivid and colorful of a dream?
I was on the roof of a building with a small group of other people from the office I worked at then. It was a beautiful sunny day, and we were sitting in folding chairs, as some fireworks were going to display after it got dark.
We noticed what looked like a big cloud coming towards us. As it got closer, we saw that it wasn't a cloud, but a white being - it looked like a large person, and he was laying flat like he was dead. Surrounding him were 8 small beings, each of a different color. They were much like midgets, they were so small. It became clear that they were effectively carrying him to the ground at the base of the building we were sitting on. They were not flying, but floating, as they had no wings. We went downstairs to meet them on the ground outside. When the being and his attendants reached the ground, the being stood up - he was not dead.
His attendants started to give glass jars of what looked like gold to each person gathered there, but I would not take one. For some reason, I just knew they were really demons, and that they were fooling the people with the gold in the jars. I tried to tell everyone that they were being fooled, but no one would believe me. The being and his attendants laughed at me. I was getting frustrated, and finally started knocking the glass jars out of peoples hands, and they shattered when they hit the ground. Upon breaking open, it was revealed that the "gold" was actually just coal. However, no one was grateful that I was exposing the fraud. Instead, they were angry at me, as if I had somehow changed the "gold" into coal. They did not believe me when I told them I had no ability to do that, that all I had done was hit the jars out of their hands.
That's all I remember at this point. There were a lot more details, but that's the gist of it.
Have you ever had this vivid and colorful of a dream?
Yes and it's always weird, freaky dreams that are the most vivid!
Would you consider G's dream a nightmare?
Would you consider G's dream a nightmare?
Yes and no. I take them on the weekends, and on days I work at home. But they can bite into what needs to get done during the day. On the other hand, one can wake up and, oh, maybe not be in a bad mood any more, or have more energy for the rest of the day. . . . I'm so sleep-deprived right now, though, I feel like I could just sleep straight for at least a week.
How much sleep do you usually get in a 24-hour period?
How much sleep do you usually get in a 24-hour period?