In my dream, a man was firing explosive rounds into a crowd of people (I think they were gangsters). I yelled at him and said to drop his gun by the time I counted to ten. I counted to six and then shot him with an assault rifle, because, I remember thinking in my dream, "No one counts to ten, that is way too long."
You forgot to illustrate this with a picture of yourself in your mustachio with a six-shooter a la one of the characters of Deadwood.
ReplyDeleteI thought you were going to say that you said "One...two...ten" a la Angels with Filthy Souls.
ReplyDeleteIf and when you ever have kids, you should remember this important lesson. Counting to 10 with kids is overrated as well--they always wait until you get to the last number before budging. You can save yourself a lot of angst by counting to much lower numbers. We have been known to count to 1 in our house.
ReplyDeleteI thought of the "one, two, ten" thing too! Man, your dreams are weird.
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