Strange dream involving Andrew, Trevor, and MENARD????

[indianasmith]

How do I dream about three people I've never met or seen?  Too many ribs with barbecue sauce right before bed, I guess.  The funniest part is, since I have no idea what Menard looks like, all I could see of him was the giant glowing teeth he used to have as his avatar . . .

Anyway,  the three of us were on a road trip to an advance screening of a really horrible sounding B-movie (I think Andrew said the title was REVENGE OF THE LUST STARVED SEX WEASELS MEET FRANKENSTEIN'S NEPHEW) when the car veered offroad and rolled over several times.

When I came to, the four of us were standing before the Pearly Gates, and they swung open without a sound.  Then a booming voice echoed all around us, saying: "WELCOME TO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN.  GO WHERE YOU WILL, DO WHAT YOU WISH, BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT STEP ON A DUCK!!!!"

We entered the gates with trepidation and found the entire heavenly city strangely deserted.  After wandering around for awhile, we decided to split up and look for someone, anyone.  I walked around the golden streets for awhile, then rounded a corner and ran into Trevor.  But he was not alone.

Handcuffed to him was the most ugly woman I have ever seen.  Her face was frightful, her form hideous, her smile ghastly.  Horrified, I asked, "What happened to YOU??" 

Trevor hung his head and replied: "I stepped on a duck."

Now I was nervous.  In addition to searching for my companions, or any other living soul for that matter, I was also keeping my eyes peeled for waddling waterfowl.  After what seemed like hours, I ran into Andrew.  He was handcuffed to a woman who was even uglier than the first.  It was all I could do to look at her!  Trembling, I said, "What happened to you?"

Andrew hung his head and said: "I stepped on a duck."

Now I was terrified.  The huge, glowing, deserted city, the awful fate of my companions, and the paralyzing fear of stepping on a mallard had me worked into a regular tizzy.  Then I rounded the corner and saw Menard.  And handcuffed to him was -


ANNE HATHAWAY!!!

Unable to believe my eyes, I said: "What happened to you???"

She hung her head and said,


"I stepped on a duck!!"



 

[Menard]

The only complaint I have is...

...why can't I be handcuffed to Pam Grier?

It's not exactly as though she's a stranger to handcuffs.

[Allhallowsday]

The only complaint I have is...

...why can't I be handcuffed to Pam Grier?

It's not exactly as though she's a stranger to handcuffs.

What crap this all is if it weren't the mention of PAM GRIER whom I recently watched in both COFFY and FOXY BROWN on IFC...twice!! 

[Trevor]

How do I dream about three people I've never met or seen?  Too many ribs with barbecue sauce right before bed, I guess.  The funniest part is, since I have no idea what Menard looks like, all I could see of him was the giant glowing teeth he used to have as his avatar . . .

Anyway,  the three of us were on a road trip to an advance screening of a really horrible sounding B-movie (I think Andrew said the title was REVENGE OF THE LUST STARVED SEX WEASELS MEET FRANKENSTEIN'S NEPHEW) when the car veered offroad and rolled over several times.

When I came to, the four of us were standing before the Pearly Gates, and they swung open without a sound.  Then a booming voice echoed all around us, saying: "WELCOME TO THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN.  GO WHERE YOU WILL, DO WHAT YOU WISH, BUT WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT STEP ON A DUCK!!!!"

We entered the gates with trepidation and found the entire heavenly city strangely deserted.  After wandering around for awhile, we decided to split up and look for someone, anyone.  I walked around the golden streets for awhile, then rounded a corner and ran into Trevor.  But he was not alone.

Handcuffed to him was the most ugly woman I have ever seen.  Her face was frightful, her form hideous, her smile ghastly.  Horrified, I asked, "What happened to YOU??" 

Trevor hung his head and replied: "I stepped on a duck."

Now I was nervous.  In addition to searching for my companions, or any other living soul for that matter, I was also keeping my eyes peeled for waddling waterfowl.  After what seemed like hours, I ran into Andrew.  He was handcuffed to a woman who was even uglier than the first.  It was all I could do to look at her!  Trembling, I said, "What happened to you?"

Andrew hung his head and said: "I stepped on a duck."

Now I was terrified.  The huge, glowing, deserted city, the awful fate of my companions, and the paralyzing fear of stepping on a mallard had me worked into a regular tizzy.  Then I rounded the corner and saw Menard.  And handcuffed to him was -


ANNE HATHAWAY!!!

Unable to believe my eyes, I said: "What happened to you???"

She hung her head and said,


"I stepped on a duck!!"



 

Me, the Gunny and Dr. David Menard together, nice.  Dunno about the duck though. 

[BoyScoutKevin]

Actually, indianasmith has met Andrew, Menard, and Trevor. Maybe not in person, but he has met them through this board. And he knows what Trevor looks like, from Trevor having posted his picture here. I take it, that is what you really look like, Trevor.

[Trevor]

I take it, that is what you really look like, Trevor.

Yes, indeedy it is. Taken in June 2008 at the Volksblad Art Festival launch ~ me in a tux with pre-fabricated, asbestos and barbed-wire laced underpants.