I believe I have psychic abilities. Two nights ago, I dreamt of a whopping pile of shit oozing from some old ceiling. Some of the shit that fell out **splattered** all over the wall, and over me too! Can you imagine that?
:-@ ARRRGGGGHHHH… It was so revolting that I woke up feeling terribly perturbed. I initially thought I might have a windfall soon as my mum had said that dreaming of shit means money luck. But on second thoughts, it seemed like an ill omen since I dreamt of shit over my head. And somemore, kena shit!
Then this morning, I realised that my dream is just a premonition to this picture I saw on the net. So I’m much relieved now, even though I am sooooo disgusted with this roll that Paris Hilton is said to wipe her ass with. LV has helped me fully appreciate why the very rich are also called the “filthy rich.”
