🇨🇦Samuel Proulx🇨🇦The only phrase I recorded in my dream journal last night: "My band! It's mr. Meatboy and the beef huggers! Yeah. We all have stomachs." I have no memory of recording this, and that was the only context I gave myself. Although: what more could you possibly want to know? #fedidreams
Nick Giannak III@fastfinge Are they the opening act for Big Daddy Booty and the Uncle Touchers? #LOL
@nick Nah, that Uncle Poser probably doesn't even have a stomach. Loser.
Anthony C. Bartman@fastfinge That's the thing that you say and then tell your guy friends "I swear I'm not gay!"
@rommix0 So I do actually talk in my sleep, even when not recording. Yeah, sometimes it makes sleepovers interesting. Like the time as a teenager I shouted in my sleep "Your fuzzy socks are disturbing me!" while in a camp cabin full of guys. They wouldn't let me live it down for the entire week at camp, and I spent the entire week finding random socks left in my space where I would be sure and find them.
@fastfinge Oh man lol. Just from that alone, there's plenty of joke material.