Anyone had some really odd ****ing dreams? Last night I dreamt that I was throwing custard pies out of a hot air balloon down at people. My ‘co-pilot’ was Hannah Reid from London Grammar.
Thanks for the constructive feedback boys. I’m beginning to get a complex here. I can feel the beel rising. ****s.
I had a really weird dream about some ugly fat twat in mustard chinos feeding me with custard pies by throwing them from a hot air balloon. Crazy.
Genuinely, I had a dream where Ashley wasn't really selling and the whole thing with Staveley was just bluster. We then went into January with nothing to spend whatsoever. Ludicrous, but genuinely had that dream.
As a psychologist who specialises in the role of dreams in shaping our personality and psychological make up................................................................ I think you need to get out more. However if this does come to pass can you have another dream about horses and tell me who will win the Grand National next year.
