Johnny Best
Active Member
They teach a lot of stuff in your last year of 6th grade in Arkansas.
No more late night burritos for you.Sent on a mission to an Italian restaurant to ask for Gino and convey some information about a sign project. Walked in and was told Gino was in the room around the corner taking a nap on a couch. Not thrilled about waking someone up, I tiptoed in and found two Italian guys laying on two couches, BS'ing instead of sleeping. One of them identified himself as Gino, I said I was from "the sign forum", conveyed the info, and left. The nightmare part was that I was wearing mismatched pajamas and leg warmers, and apparently that was an acceptable look as a sign shop business owner. I was surprised that Gino didn't roast me alive for lack of professionalism.
What, if any, hidden meanings can you analyze from this dream?
Or Stromboli... Remember it was an Italian restaurant.No more late night burritos for you.
Man, you took my line!Yeah, derby learned the hard way.
Yah, that's Spanish. It was the Vino that caused you to dream of Gino..... In an Italian restaurant. With couches in a back room.More like Sangria. Or is that Spanish?
Ahh! That explains it...I was probably sleeping in that classI learned it in the same class that taught me how mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell!
Sounds like S101I had a dream that Gino was standing in a field cursing at baby vegetables..... standing there yelling at them saying they were all ****ing idiots.