How'd they get a Matterhorn bobsled into the bathtub?

Perhaps the Matterhorn bobsled is the bathtub.

I hope all of this is cheering € up.

We talked about this thread over dinner tonight. Over dinner out. Chris' comment was "this has turned into the best thread".

Oh, and I'm loving it too - although I WANT MY COMMUNE NOW!!!!

I would actually love to have a photo of exactly what was in my dream. Think Nascarish race track, well defined men's backs with just a bit of metal and wheels under them, racing oh so smoothly towards the finish. All in black and white of course. It was actually a very breathtaking picture.

I'm not sure I'm brave enough to photoshop iSm and ML into my bathtub!

That was totally the coolest part of the whole dream! We (you, I, and two others, it varied between random posters and former workmates) were on a spy mission to escape being spies. We jumped from someplace high into the ocean, I was a kick ass spy who saved the team. You pulled out a polo that had a catchy slogan about being Irish on it and everyone in the commune ooohed and aaahhed over it. It was really very exciting.

Apparently it was some sort of magic bathtub, because when you cupped your hands over your face and pressed your face into the tile you saw porn. The turtle is like this one, only made of all metal:




NOT this one:

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Can I spend the night in your brain?

Apparently, you and everyone else here already do!

Maybe that's why I sleep so well!