Daydreams

Daydreams are for wimps and losers.

That being said. Here's mine.

'The wind blew gently across the lawn. The sun was high in the sky, signalling its dominance over the land. A land full of greenery... and... ??? ... ??? puppies????

Hundreds of little puppies stamping their tiny paws. Running here and there. The ground shook with a distant rumble. A rumble all too familiar to the old couple who live in Pupland. Which was named Pupland... because of the puppies! Duh!

The oldest couple in the street, A and B. Named A and B, because C and D were copyrighted. Apparently some smart ass named his invention CD. The nerve of some people stealing ideas even before they are made. Tsk.. tsk... Anyway, they're named A and B, cause some other idiot took A & W. Thats a whole new rant all together, so don't ask me why they're called A and B. People these days have no orginality whatsover.

Moving on swiftly. This old couple were sun drying their hides. Yes, after you reach a certain age, your skin becomes extra thick. Little things don't embarass you. So its no longer considered 'skin'. Its considered a hide. Umm, like I was saying, the old couple were sunning their hides. Okay... okay, they were sun bathing.

Maybe they were sunbathing hoping that the sun would burn away some of their wrinkly bits. You see if it burned away ALL their wrinkly bits, there'd be nothing left of them. YES! They were THAT old.

The nice thing about this couple was that their wrinkles were mostly smile lines. Sure there were other lines too. Giggle lines, Grin lines. Laugh lines. Mostly happy sorta lines. There were some lines, if you looked REALLY REALLY hard, that weren't so happy. But that was a very very very long time ago. Way before the comets wiped out chinese schools and traffic jams. ( :D )

So A, the lady of the couple. Don't ask me why A is the female. Females by nature are dominating and like being the higher grade. So I gave this one to her. Oh great, now you've done it. You've sparked another one of those terrible questions. 'Do you love me enough to let me be A?'

Heres the answer. 'Honey I love you enough for you to be ALL the articles, 'A', 'an' and 'the' even!'

I'm so kind I could kick myself some times. No need for help :) Thanks for the thought tho.

Any way A was sipping her ice lemon tea and enjoyin sunning herself. She did perspire a little. Yes perspire. Only men and pigs sweat btw. Amazing how pigs managed that. After all they have no sweat glands. Perhaps this balances out the fact that men are ALL glands. Lets not go into detail on that one.

As I was saying before you interrupted, A was perspiring and baking under the sun, when a bunch of yelping occured.

'Hun, baby is at it again,' said A.

B of course being male, was fast asleep. We're immune to sounds and noise when we rest. And we rest when ever we damn well please. Well, ALMOST all noise.

'HOI! BABY IS MISBEHAVING AGAIN.' said the noise. I mean said A.

Anyone else noticed how 'Honey' was abbreviated to 'HOI' in this particular instance. This is not due to unnecessary anger or aggression. A was merely being considerate. B after all was a little older than she. His hearing was not all it used to be. Thus, 'HOI' effectively is a shorter and louder sound that B could hear clearly.

*sigh*

What a loving couple.

'Whats the bitch monster dog up to this time?' grumbled B. Old men are by nature cranky. The strikeouts are not because we were censoring. It was merely B being considerate to his lady's tastes and mumbling under his breath. Okay.. okay... so like most men, the old man was muttering to avoid his lady hearing and him getting a nagging.

'She's chasing the pups away from her toys again.' said A.

'Oh thats nice dear.' said B tactfully. Truthfully, in hope that A would drop the topic.

'Go stop her! Thats NOT nice! The poor puppies,' said A hitting new octaves as she spoke.

Women tend to do that. The higher the tone of voice they take, the clearer the sign of how upset they are. God was kind to men in that sense; when it comes to understanding women. Not so kind to our ear drums though if you ask me.

Grumbling the man went to greet his disobedient mutt. Mean while, A continued feeding their grandchild, Nicole, milk from the bottle.'

Hundreds of puppies. Grand children to love. And my lady. Thats my daydream.

:)