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I can only imagine what you searched to come up with that vid.
Okay, so dig this. You're on the street, and one of your gang disses you. Yeah, right. What do you do to get 'em to make it right? In the gang world we use something called fluffy fingers. That's when someone really gets in your face, and then you just start tickling 'em. And he starts ticklin' you. And pretty soon you're laughing and hugging. Before you know it, you've forgotten the thing. Ya'll just go to church together and eat ice cream cones. Oh. It's effective.
Last night I again had this recurring dream where I'm trying to take my brother to this super awesome course that is near where we grew up. It's a secret course though that is hidden. While I never find it again in the dreams, I can "remember" the "last time" I "played" there and it's amazing. There is somehow a huge mountain (in IL ) that you play up and down with waterfalls, coy ponds, everything is perfect. If Eden had a DG course, this would be it. I even use DGCR to try and help locate it.
And the damn thing haunts my dreams.
Not only did I dream of playing disc golf last night, I dreamed of dreaming about disc golf.
Allow me to explain...
[BEGIN DREAM]
I was playing a round at a completely fictitious course, did not recognize it as one I've played before. There were other people there playing along but no one I recognized.
Later on I was sitting around and realized I hadn't entered my score into DGCR yet (yep, my anal retentiveness and DGCR make an appearance). So I go to my bag, pull out my note pad and see that there is no round score for the day.
I then realize, in my dream, that I was dreaming of playing disc golf.
I got in the car with my dad (still dreaming here) and we drove by the "course" that I would have been at and it was closed. The baskets were still in the ground but were literally boarded up and covered in netting, thus confirming that I had dreamed the round.
[END DREAM]
Long story short, I was dreaming of dreaming of playing disc golf.
We're through the looking glass here folks...