Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Dream On...

...More from life on planet Mars:

Gene is on the run, as a murder suspect. He takes refuge in Sam's flat. Sam asleep on the chair has a typical scary nightmare and wakes up screaming.

"What the heck was that?" Gene demands.

"It was a dream," says Sam.

"Rubbish mate. My idea of a screaming dream is Diana Dors and a bottle of chip oil."

Nice one Gene.

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