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A new story, a new poll, old poll is now in OLD POLLS
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The wet dream poll was pretty interesting... I feel a little sorry for all the guys who voted, "No. I've alwasy been bewildered by the concept" (and there were quite a few of them). They're missing out on so much fun.
I had a really REALLY weird wet dream around five thirty this morning, first one since I started sleeping in the nude actually. Not sure if it was weird because I'm coming down with a cold right now (and that means I shouldn't go to the gym, boo hoo), but for whatever reason it was really bizarre.
No, it did not involve close relatives or animals thank goodness!  Didn't stop it from being mighty powerful and thoroughly enjoyable however, heh heh.
-Lenny
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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tim
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This sounds like the makings of a really good story even if there are no animals or relatives. Can we expect to see it posted soon?
Think good thoughts,
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Sorry to hear that!
Never had one EVER??? That's really  !
I just wish I could order one up whenever I want to, a bit like pay-per-view perhaps (except it would be free of course, LOL). Like Cristopher Lambert once said: "Heh heh...!" (Btw, he's French Canadian isn't he?)
Well, as I've said before, I can't satisfy myself 'with the hand' so to speak, so I'm not completely perfect in every way, shape or form. ...But almost! 
And e, about that dream: wish it would have been enough for a story but it was much too short for that! Imagine yourself having to kill someone with bow and arrows - for whatever reason that probably made perfect sense in the dream - your foe hiding up in some kind of bamboo scaffolding. You climb up a rope ladder while firing a couple more arrows by drawing the bowstring with your teeth (!), all of which miss. You climb to the top of the ladder and then comes the hard part - no more arrows and your foe has a clear line of fire. He fires and misses, and a hand-to-hand struggle to the death ensues! You head-butt him in the stomach, he goes "oof!", the two of you grapple, and... Well, here it gets too freakin' weird, I don't want to recount the rest of it because you might think I'm a total loon, heheh! (No relatives or animals I promise, LOL!) Anyway, it involves naked skin making contact, sensations of extreme pleasure followed by forcefully waking up along with that gooey ickyness that we who enjoy such dreams are cursed to live with. 
Not much of a story I'm afraid!
-Lenny
"But he that hath the steerage of my course,
direct my sail."
-William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, Act One, Scene IV
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trevor
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But Lenny, I think most of us "bewildered by dreams" folks ARE "handy" in the daytime, so maybe we should be sorry for you-all of the dreamy variety? Maybe if we "saved it up" long enough we could experience the "nocturnal emission" - nah, patience has never been one of my virtues, especially that kind of patience. Heh - odd to be talking about this!
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You can be quite imaginative, EMBELLISH!!! Nothing that doesn't involve relatives or animals can be too wierd.
I wrote this after waking up from one of my dreams a few years ago. I'm afraid I thought I was a loon after having this one.
Tonight, what nightmares come?
Disfigured phantoms and skulls
Transforming themselves into a Christ,
Disclaiming the fable of man's fall from grace,
Hypothesizing in French about voluntary homicide?
The Jolly Roger on the wall purports this to be true,
And the face of Christ is found
In the leaves swaying in the breeze.
Did Eve, untempted by the serpent
Simply point out the exit to Adam
Who walked through the gate of his own accord?
Would an army of holy Abrahams
Willingly pay the price of re-admission,
Or did they receive a hand-stamp on the way out?
Has the Almighty noticed that His Son is missing
And the garden is empty?
And what of Lucifer?
Was he ever more than the mist?
Could he, Adam, and Christ be bound so tightly
That individuality cannot be distinguished?
Think good thoughts,
e
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I took the opportunity to look at the old polls... 
Awww. Someone feels sorry for me! 
You're one of them? 
