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« Reply #1680 on: August 13, 2007, 12:42:58 PM »

"Funny," said Gordon, "I was just thinking about a plate of shrimp and then, next you know, I was reading the paper and there was this article about shrimp."

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« Reply #1681 on: August 13, 2007, 12:51:08 PM »

"That is odd," said Lao-Tzu, as he tossed another prawn on the hibachi.  "But that is the way of the Tao."

"The way that can be spoken of," said Gordon, "is not the Way.  Can I have one of those?"

"Knock yourself out," said Lao-Tzu.

"Really?" said Gordon.

"Sure," said Lao-Tzu.

Gordon rammed his head into the garage and collapsed on the lawn.

"Hmm," said Jung, around a big bite of Polish sausage.  "Synchronicity.  You say 'knock yourself out' and next thing you know, he is knocked out.  And I was thinking about a plate of shrimp, too.  Anything but more of this sausage."

"A journey to the hibachi begins with a single step," said Lao-Tzu.

"Shut your fucking piehole," said Jung.

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« Reply #1682 on: August 13, 2007, 01:21:13 PM »

"So tell me, Gordon," said Jung, tamping down the tobacco(?) in his hand-carved pipe.  "What sort of dreams have you had lately?  I interpret them, you know.  Dreams, that is.  Did you know that the body informs the subconscious mind?"
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« Reply #1683 on: August 14, 2007, 09:20:49 AM »

Gordon, unconscious on the lawn, seemed to understand the concept perfectly.

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« Reply #1684 on: August 14, 2007, 10:36:02 AM »

"I would interpret your dreams, Gordon, if only you were conscious and lucid."  Jung was growing bored.  "If only Sigmund were here," he thought to himself.  "I'd give him a run for his money."

A dark shadow appeared over Jung, who was reclining in a lounge chair waiting for the Perseid shower.  "Tell me what MY dream means, Doc."

Jung looked up and broke out into a cold sweat.  It was...
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« Reply #1685 on: August 14, 2007, 12:53:51 PM »

...Dr.Freud peeing against the old sycamore tree that had been ...
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« Reply #1686 on: August 14, 2007, 01:24:47 PM »

the site of Dr. Jung's treehouse, where he went to...
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« Reply #1687 on: August 14, 2007, 04:02:30 PM »

 watch you-tube

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« Reply #1688 on: August 14, 2007, 05:45:26 PM »

This, of course, simply underlines the fact that you don't have to live in a tree-house to be f***ing nuts.  Furthermore,
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« Reply #1689 on: August 14, 2007, 05:52:27 PM »

you don't have to be f***ing nuts to live in a tree-house.


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« Reply #1690 on: August 14, 2007, 08:36:07 PM »

if you dream you're fucking nuts, you're not fucking nuts, you're fucking dreaming.
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« Reply #1691 on: August 14, 2007, 09:33:27 PM »

or dreaming about same, which is ever so much more common than even the ubiquitous peanut in its multitudinous guises so feared by those easily shocked, anaphylactically speaking, which explains why...
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« Reply #1692 on: August 15, 2007, 09:52:16 AM »

Mr. Peanut is a symbol of mortality, in most dreams.  Of course, if you say "peanuts" real fast and mumble, they could be a symbol of something else.

"Tell me more, Dr. Jung," cried Anna Felaxos, the Greek beauty and peanut heiress, appearing on the lawn from some indeterminate prior location, as the rich often do.

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« Reply #1693 on: August 15, 2007, 11:39:03 AM »

Mr. Peanut is a symbol of mortality, in most dreams.  Of course, if you say "peanuts" real fast and mumble, they could be a symbol of something else.

"Tell me more, Dr. Jung," cried Anna Felaxos, the Greek beauty and peanut heiress, appearing on the lawn from some indeterminate prior location, as the rich often do.



"Anna Felaxos" --- LOVE IT!!!!!!!   Cheesy
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« Reply #1694 on: August 15, 2007, 03:49:45 PM »

"Ach!  Anna, you aren't worth peanuts, but I'll give you a free session anyway...I'm getting bored with my pipe, so here goes.  Tell me about the most recent dream you've had."

Anna's eyes rolled heavenward as she considered her dreams.  "Well, Dr. Jung, I suppose the most disturbing dream I've had lately is one in which I am back in the halls of my high school butt naked.  I'm feeling really self-conscious about it, but no one seems to notice yet.  So, I try to appear confident and perky as usual.  All of a sudden, a huge, pink, glistening blob is rolling down the hall, engulfing all the students in its wake.  A white horse appears, and I grab its mane and jump up on it, riding it bareback.  I'm still feeling humiliated because I'm naked, but those feelings begin to diminish because my schoolmates are dying all around me so there are fewer to see my nakedness.  Did I mention that my nail and toenails weren't manicured, either?"
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