Could they have a secret dream machine?
It started like any other dream: I was hanging with a bunch of friends and hitting on some hot chicks for sport, when raptors busted out of the bushes and started hunting me. No problem right? No, this was a nightmare so for an unearthly reason I didn't have my raptor hunting gear on me.
This is Nevada of course, so I quickly descended into a mine-shaft. What I found was more raptors and a never-ending maze of tunnels and raptors. Suffice to say, I woke up screaming after one raptor jumped on me and ripped my throat out.
Could this be a warning? An oman?
I am never going in a mine again....
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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