Yup...it's a dream I had.
Having a party at my house and I'm going around the room and taking drink orders when all of a sudden I get to Bill Clinton sitting on my sofa.
ME: "Hi Bill...what can I get for you?"
BILL CLINTON: "How about a bottle of grub..."
Then I woke up wondering what the heck a bottle of grub was.
PS
Earlier in the dream Hillary appeared, and no lie...she was charming and I was flirting with her.
PPSS
In real life I think Hillary is a bottle of grub.
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Ah love bottles of grubs!
What if I sang about IANO's dream?
- All You Need is Grub
- Grub Grub Me Do
- Heather Mills You Suck
Wait, never mind that last one...
Really?...Flirting with Hillary?...( choke)...sorry...just threw up.
This is what I found on "bottle of grub".
Looks pretty tasty. Unlike Hillary.
Cousin Saul:
It only goes to prove what the rest of us have been saying all along...with the way he goes on and on and on about her, and now this dream, he's secretly in love with her cankles.
Oh...sorry I said that...::throws up too::
Bottled grub? Ah, don't let em' fool ya. The canned grub tastes much fresher.
100 bottles of grub on the wall, 100 bottles of grub, ya take one down, pass it around...99 bottles of grub on the wall...
No. I'm not going to send you a dollar.
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