to preface this, yesterday a dog ran up on my porch and I gave him some baloney and some turkey breast...He was a cute dog but I wasn't going to let him in the house..
Then last night, I dream that I found a dog outside that looks just like one of those beagles...the dog that lucky shoes uses...He was a cool ass dog and I loved playing with him and petting him...Then I check on his dogtag and there is a shiny silver heart shaped tag on it and in the center of it, it says "Brad Shaw"..
I know He doesn't live in my state and I am thinking that it's a coincidence that a dog has bradshaw on his collar...So I go inside the house and post to GFY that I have found Brad Shaw's dog...Brad then replies saying that he indeed lost a dog a month previously and he wanted the mods to check the ip address of the poster to make sure that it wasn't fake...
In the dream, Brad said that he lived in Joliet, IL which I'm sure he doesn't...I don't even know if there is a Joliet, IL..So at first, I'm gonna charge Brad 1,500 for the return of his dog...then some GFY fucks urge me to up it to 3,000 and then the final price is 5,000....
Since I didn't want the dog in my house, I took it to a local pet store that was run by an A-rab so he could keep the dog for me until Brad arrived to give me my money...Later, I go to that same pet store and the Arab tells me that he sold it to a guy for $13.75...I ask the Arab, "Was the dude chubby and balding"? and the Arab says yes....Then I get into a fight with the Arab in his store and I also tear up the shit in his store because I was so pissed. I told the ARab that I was gonna sell it for 5,000 and he could have gotten a cut bigger than 13.75....So I remember shoving a lot more of his stuff off of the shelves and onto the floor and then I walk out...
Then before I get into my house, I realized that the Arab called the police and a black woman policeman was about to pinch me, but I went into my house before she could catch me..So I was about to get arrested in my own fucking dream!
So in the end, Brad got his dog back for a mere $13.75 and I got nothing out of the deal...I woke up MAD AS HELL!! I even had to tell myself that it was just a dream and there was never a dog and Brad doesn't even live in Illinois...
Isn't that some weird shit? I've don't even know Brad and the most biz I've done with him was a $60 check that I got from siccash last month....That is the second night in a row that I had a porn biz related dream...The night before was an extensive dream about being in Las Vegas for the January show but I won't elaborate because I can't remember much...
This porn shit is getting to me.
Then last night, I dream that I found a dog outside that looks just like one of those beagles...the dog that lucky shoes uses...He was a cool ass dog and I loved playing with him and petting him...Then I check on his dogtag and there is a shiny silver heart shaped tag on it and in the center of it, it says "Brad Shaw"..
I know He doesn't live in my state and I am thinking that it's a coincidence that a dog has bradshaw on his collar...So I go inside the house and post to GFY that I have found Brad Shaw's dog...Brad then replies saying that he indeed lost a dog a month previously and he wanted the mods to check the ip address of the poster to make sure that it wasn't fake...
In the dream, Brad said that he lived in Joliet, IL which I'm sure he doesn't...I don't even know if there is a Joliet, IL..So at first, I'm gonna charge Brad 1,500 for the return of his dog...then some GFY fucks urge me to up it to 3,000 and then the final price is 5,000....
Since I didn't want the dog in my house, I took it to a local pet store that was run by an A-rab so he could keep the dog for me until Brad arrived to give me my money...Later, I go to that same pet store and the Arab tells me that he sold it to a guy for $13.75...I ask the Arab, "Was the dude chubby and balding"? and the Arab says yes....Then I get into a fight with the Arab in his store and I also tear up the shit in his store because I was so pissed. I told the ARab that I was gonna sell it for 5,000 and he could have gotten a cut bigger than 13.75....So I remember shoving a lot more of his stuff off of the shelves and onto the floor and then I walk out...
Then before I get into my house, I realized that the Arab called the police and a black woman policeman was about to pinch me, but I went into my house before she could catch me..So I was about to get arrested in my own fucking dream!
So in the end, Brad got his dog back for a mere $13.75 and I got nothing out of the deal...I woke up MAD AS HELL!! I even had to tell myself that it was just a dream and there was never a dog and Brad doesn't even live in Illinois...
Isn't that some weird shit? I've don't even know Brad and the most biz I've done with him was a $60 check that I got from siccash last month....That is the second night in a row that I had a porn biz related dream...The night before was an extensive dream about being in Las Vegas for the January show but I won't elaborate because I can't remember much...
This porn shit is getting to me.
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