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The nightmare was much worse once I woke up. When I woke up (woke up for real, not dreaming) my dogs were fighting...right on top of my head. RIGHT on freaking top of my head!! So I, still being half asleep, start screaming. Not calling for anyone or anything, just wild, free-style screaming. Somehow or other they get off of me, and I'm trying to rip 'em apart and yelling for help from my brother, since I can't really get them apart all by myself. It was heck. Anyway, a few minutes later, after I'd replaced the phone on it's hook, the phone rings. I answer it. Woman says: "Hello, this is the police, what's going on over there?" It turns out that one of the dogs had dialed "0" during the fight, and the operator had heard me screaming and calling for help and had called the coppers. I explained what had happened and felt really stupid for it all. Now that I think about it....if you'd heard someone screaming wildly and calling for help, would you stop to ask "what's going on over there?" before you went to help? Freaking police. I don't think I'll ever get tired of Dreamland. |
thats the funniest thing I've read all day. thanks for making me smile. |