Sunday, 5 April 2009

chicken wing dream . . .

I had a dream the other night that I was at a pub/diner about to do a review. I kept looking over the menu, getting the camera ready, and asking the waitress about the suicide sauce, the bbq sauce etc.

I never actually get my wings though. Last time I go there for wings!

Clearly I have a sick obsession.

1 comment:

Chris said...

You didn't get your wings because there was clearly a sign on the door, "No pants, no wings"*

*(You know, the old "show up at work/school and realize you're naked" dream)