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Pride of the savannah
Last night, I dreamed I had become some sort of naturalist, a fieldworker in the African savannah, sent to a nature preserve to study lions in the wild. I was fresh off the boat and raring to go, and without any special instruction or preparation I began hiking my way across the preserve. Say what you will about me, I’m not shy.
Within a matter of minutes, I realized I had been spotted by a lion and lioness, who were heading over to greet eat me. I also realized I was dreaming, but I still didn’t relish the thought of experiencing this, even in dream land. So I hit the ground and pretended to play dead.
The two came loped over, sniffed me. And then the male mounted the female and they went at it.
One word for what followed: messy.
Interpretations, anyone?
D.
You’ve watched the National Geographic channel way too often?
You know, I didn’t make clear that they were RIGHT ON TOP OF ME while going at it. How embarrassing.
Maybe they figured they’d be hungry afterwards and didn’t want their meal to get away in the meantime.
Kinda like if me and Chris did it on top of a pizza, you mean?
Doug, your subconscious is obviously interested in pussy. Big, big pussy.
You watched this before you fell asleep. http://www.thedailyshow.com/watch/mon-august-3-2009/thank-you–south-carolina-