Trapped
I feel unusually edgy today. It is one of those days where I want to go out and do something, or hang out with people I know, just get out of the house. But at the same time, I feel a thousand times too tired to even bother with it. It is one of those days that is best to sleep through if at all possible.
But when I sleep, I find that I dream nonstop. And this afternoon, when I woke up, the last thing I had said in my dream.. Well, the basic premise was that - okay, remember when everyone in America was always like "OMG - Japan owns all of the companies now! JAPAN OWNS AMERICA!" I think it was in the 1980s. Well, this dream had that kind of thing happening. Only it wasn't Japan. It was Brazil. And right before I woke up, I was saying in my dream, "Well, I for one welcome the gentle rule and handsome features of our Brazilian overlords." And then I woke up, practically mouthing the words as I opened my eyes.
They have full control of my mind.
Those crafty Brazilians. Always controlling something or other with their charms and healthy, fit bodies.
posted by Amanda @ 9:21 PM
4 Comments:
When playing Street Fighter 2 on the Megadrive, hold down and keep tapping A to give Blanka his ELECTRIC SHIELD.
He's Brazilian, too.
You don't have to push down, just keep tapping A.
THAT IS BULLSHIT!!! I'LL CUT YOU!!!
interesting, i'm brazillian... Linkin Park (ewww) came to play here last month, when asked if they knew something from Brazil, they actually responded: Blanka!
love the site. The insects/parasites articles were amazingly disgusting and terrifying. I'm thinking about living in a plastic bubble. Can't wait for the next one in the series.
nice sick comics, Amanda.
started reading the blog today and enjoying it.
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