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The Toilet Portal
Mar. 11th, 2006 10:30 amI dreamed that I helped build a huge underground shelter for women. Some disaster was about to destroy the world. Not sure what the disaster was, but it was Scary and Epic. So, we (me and the people my subconscious made up. Oh, and also ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jmeadows and sosostris2012) worked on this project for years--tunneling, hoarding supplies. The place was like a small city. One room was devoted entirely to tampons.
To access this underground city, one had merely to plunge one's toilet. The proper plunging technique would produce a brief "dry window." And QUICK! before the window passed, one would dive head first into the toilet, slide through the plumbing, and eventually land on a crash mat in the underground lair.
But that's not the weird thing. The weird thing is...why would my subconscious envision a post-apocalyptic world without boys? I like boys.
*shrug*
jmeadows and sosostris2012) worked on this project for years--tunneling, hoarding supplies. The place was like a small city. One room was devoted entirely to tampons.To access this underground city, one had merely to plunge one's toilet. The proper plunging technique would produce a brief "dry window." And QUICK! before the window passed, one would dive head first into the toilet, slide through the plumbing, and eventually land on a crash mat in the underground lair.
But that's not the weird thing. The weird thing is...why would my subconscious envision a post-apocalyptic world without boys? I like boys.
*shrug*
