Laughing All The Way

Fester

I had a dream.  I was removing my own ingrown toenail (ouch) and it was just deeply rooted in my toenail bed. And moldy. Green furry mold and a giant nail.

Confusing.

Eek! Scary. :) That’s like the commercial that gives me the willies, where the little monsters pull the toenail up and crawl under. I hope you have nicer dreams tonight!

Oh yeah, that nasty fungal toe medicine commercial. When that commercial comes on I either change the channel or mute the TV.

The dream was probably a result of a minor chill that I caught a few days ago. Resulting badness ensued with headaches and moaning.

So back in the day I had that fungus - long before it became so main stream and that evil commercial surfaced.  That medicine in the commercial, by the way, gave me hideous hives.  Anyway, they cut my entire tonail off and gave me the meds.  Only when my toenail grew back, the ENTIRE nail grew ingrown.  It grew nearly a quarter of an inch into my toe before it started to really fucking hurt, and I had to have my nail cut off again. 

I just really wanted to gross you out today, and figured this was the best way.

Atizz- That was disgusting. I am now going to have to look at you in a totally new light. A light in which you are always going to be tainted by your nasty toenail.  TAINTED.

Well, that’s nothing. The other night I dreamt I had a penis growing out my belly button and it was so long I could suck it myself.

Figure that one out.

PS. I only tell you this because it’s you, you know. :)

See, that totally makes sense in some freudian way. I am sure that Dr. Freud would be able to tell you about your desire to kill your mother and marry your father or your jealousy of your brother’s penis. Except knowing what I know about you, I am going to say that this is just your psyche telling you that you need to learn how to make the dang cookies without eggshells in the batter.

LMAO!!!!

That’s why I told you. I knew you’d figure it out.