Whack-a-mole dream
Sep. 22nd, 2022 10:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
ionelvA bunch of uniforms are playing whack-a-mole with popcorning tribbles down a gentle slope. As they conscientiously keep at their task, a life-sized Woody Pridocchio is rolling down the slope. Some of the uniforms are so caught up in their task that they don't notice that their billy clubs are now glancing off Woody's body and his protests are increasingly louder:
"Guys, please don't hit me! It hurts! Please stop!"
The guards ignore his pleas up until Woody manages to get up and frown down on them. Finally, the uniform closest to him exclaims as he keeps on whacking indiscriminately left and right:
"Wow! I thought you were just a speaking doll with no feelings!"
"Guys, please don't hit me! It hurts! Please stop!"
The guards ignore his pleas up until Woody manages to get up and frown down on them. Finally, the uniform closest to him exclaims as he keeps on whacking indiscriminately left and right:
"Wow! I thought you were just a speaking doll with no feelings!"
