tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post4468554958524517204..comments2023-03-23T04:43:43.473-07:00Comments on . Back talkin' with Bonita .: Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand.bonita.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07968756768804656108noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-41466904412535478132010-09-12T17:48:41.673-07:002010-09-12T17:48:41.673-07:00I had a weird dream afterward where I ran into you...I had a weird dream afterward where I ran into you on the street and you said that zombies were after you for your pineapple. And I was like WHAT?! And then you put a pineapple in my hands and a swarm of zombies started coming after me for your pineapple.<br /><br />We later ran through the woods, pineapple in hand, into a cabin and once we got inside, we were surrounded by an army of fat old men in Santa Clause outfits who danced around us and wanted your pineapple.OkayStopYellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06211696223436771618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8920068612656807518.post-9487445331975449332010-09-12T16:12:50.539-07:002010-09-12T16:12:50.539-07:00This comment has been removed by the author.OkayStopYellinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06211696223436771618noreply@blogger.com