Dreams About Things

I had a dream last night, my friend there was a guy named Bligh he bucked the Fairfax ghetto trend and took some pills, got high he was a pitiful disaster and cut, you know, it hurt his pride he did not know when Alabaster came to his aid as a new bride. He was a Jew, and Hollywood, though full of them did not condone the goings on of what one could call anti-Kike right to the bone so, in the end, they drove him out he had no talent and no skills the sheriff, he was pretty stout stood tall like one who seldom kills his middle finger pointed west although he meant the Middle East while chewing gum he said 'it's best if they had gone and really greased his neck before the blade came down the world would surely thank them all and give them one Kuterian crown as in the end they always fall.' But God looked down and said those words if human beings can't decide between the apples and the turds I will go in the clouds and hide.