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Had a dream recently that a society/club was trying to encourage me to sign up whilst telling me they had "a diverse range of virgins". One of their main selling points was that Paul Erdunast was a member.
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You just made me snort with laughter and get a bunch of strangers on the bus to give me weird looks. Nice.
* Despite everything, it's still you.
Had one last night where I was on apterous, and Rob Foster had just maxed a 15 rounder against Nude (might have been 142-17). Apparently Luke J_D had a tourney to play with him, and they started the game, however everything now turned into a darts match which I am now watching. Both start off with 100 after 3 darts (though the referee called Rob's as 120 for some reason, which was corrected). For some reason then Luke then massively slips and scores like 11 in his next 3 darts (they might have been calling the 5s as 1s and vice-versa at this point), with Rob also slipping a bit. This continues for a good while, including Luke missing the board on all 3 darts at one point. Long story short, Rob wins by finishing with a double top to get 301, with Luke on about 213. I remember thinking this was odd, and wondering why they didn't go to 501 because then Bradley might have had a chance of winning (he had now appeared and apparently either been Luke or my subconscious just thinks he can win games he isn't even playing? I remember him walking off with some people (maybe referees/officials?) through the crowds, because apparently there was whole crowds on an arena like actual darts matches). Then all of a sudden it cuts back to apterous, with Luke and Rob at 0-0 in a 15 rounder. Worth noting I'm spectating, but can actually see the game as if I were playing it. Pretty odd dream in all.
I was at Matt Morrison and Heather Badcock's house, which, this being dreamland, was a large and relatively isolated cottage. It was a nice cottage, too, or at least the downstairs kitchen area was. The upstairs, where the front door was located (obviously), was pretty squalid. Moreover, it was badly designed, with the front door located really high up the wall, only big enough to crawl through, and with no stair access to get to it. In hindsight, it was probably a window. But Mark, such a vivid and well-crafted character in this compelling narrative, thought it was a door. He somewhat mockingly asked Matt and Heather how anyone was supposed to enter or exit the property when that was the only door. (They agreed it was the front door, so I wasn't the only fool to be found here.) At this point, James Robinson magically appeared from nowhere, and loudly exclaimed "ohhhh, I get it! The stairs have been built the wrong way around!" Cue much forehead slapping and the beatification of James's genius. There was a whole side tangent to this dream involving babysitting that I cannot remember now.
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He may not be liked on here, but you have to give some credit to Mark
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