hordes of prudes up-roared about the excessive sexual nature of the film... I was alone in the theater while they protested outside watching with delight as I sifted through the empty contents of a purse. Later I helped a small family of deer to escape a hunter, abused to escape their abusers...there was so much blood and dismemberment... attempts to extract DNA from a now rotting corpse, the body had to be cut in half and squeezed a certain way for the identifying blocks to be released...heads were shaved as we watched out for any potential witnesses.
Random recollections of various dreams I've managed to write down in some form.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Extracting DNA from the Horde of Prudes
hordes of prudes up-roared about the excessive sexual nature of the film... I was alone in the theater while they protested outside watching with delight as I sifted through the empty contents of a purse. Later I helped a small family of deer to escape a hunter, abused to escape their abusers...there was so much blood and dismemberment... attempts to extract DNA from a now rotting corpse, the body had to be cut in half and squeezed a certain way for the identifying blocks to be released...heads were shaved as we watched out for any potential witnesses.
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