Butt Butter Gravy

Yea, it was a rough nite on the range. Don't ask me why but I couldn't sleep, which is a rarity for me. I was up, countless times and finally said fuck it, turned on the computer and snuck around your blogs, like a theif in the night. I ate a Hebrew National hot dog with horseradish mustard and believe it or not, I was craving a Fluffernutter, (if you're real bored, you can read about it here) and made one that is probably illegal, oozing everywhere.

I finally fell out around 3:30am and woke at 5:45am laughing my ass off, (wish that were possible). I dreamt that I was retarded (Hey, I heard that!) and would sit and rock back and forth, to and fro. I was compelled to say, "Gravy," in my best Forest Gump inflection. Then, I would whisper, over and over, "Butt Butter." What the fuck is wrong with me? I'd say I'm losing it but...I never had it to begin with!

Oh, I almost forgot the best part. I jumped up and smacked my Sister's boyfriend, right across the chops with a whiffle bat. I can still hear it SMACK! Oh fuck, ya had to be there!

4 comments:

brotherray said...

HAHAHAHA ya make me fuckin roll!

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Brotherray, I'm really retarded, I think and everybody's just being nice to me, huh? lol!

Xmichra said...

lol... that is one wild dream Babs!

DirtyBitchSociety said...

Xmichra, a certain sign of insanity, huh? I think the cheese is, most certainly, sliding off my pizza, lol!