I never remember my dreams, but.

Just now I was dreaming that that horny beast thing from last week's Doctor Who had taken up residence in a cave in our backyard. And he was giving everyone in my family advice. And my mother had named him Roger.

Also, on Wikipedia, it recommended feeding your tennis players a mixture of stewed prunes and wristbands for breakfast. Roger's advice was actually more useful.
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