August 17, 1999


While guests at a dinner party in some man's house, it was made apparent that we had dirty minds. He showed us lists that compared the dirty to the undirty. My list told food recipes. On the 'clean' section I found some really tempting mentioning of strawberry-banana cookies. I decided to make them for the group at our table. When I got to the kitchen I realized it was MY kitchen. I looked around for the ingredients and found a rather fancy ham meal in the freezer. I made it instead. It had pineapples and whipped cream. While we were eating, the man came back from the kitchen and commented on the really ugly cook. (He was referring to Miss Piggy, who was in our group (table). At that point she rolled in in her wheelchair with her hair all wet. The man said "Well, we all know, so we might as well say it" (He was referring to her being the ugly cook). She said "I love you." Then all the food in the place disappeared. The guests at the other tables began waving their glasses around in a playful fasion, pretending to drink and sing (silently). Then I woke up.

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