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No he's not! He just went to college for 10 years!
Best one for me was a recurring one during high school...
I awake in the dream very upset, knowing something bad is about to happen. Just then I hear "Blop, blop, blop..." and look out my parents sliding door into their wooded back yard to see a six foot avacado (pretty much "Slimer" from Ghostbusters) bounding up the path in the woods.
Just then I realize that all my clothes are hanging on the line, so I frantically run outside to get the clothes, but by the thime I get there, he's eaten them all.
Had another last week about tuna fishing with my dad on spinning tackle with a rusted out krokodile. Everytime I had a fish close enough to gaff, I 'd ask him for help, and he'd have a giant grinder in his mouth, and the fish would get off!
Oh the life of a slepp disorder affected wacko!
Later,
Rick
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