A Dream of Longhorn the Minotaur

So I had this dream the other night.

Or rather, fragment of a dream, as these things tend to not have nice clean beginnings and endings.

I was visiting FridgePower, Judge Mingus, Ball Boy, and Thumper. As is the way of dreams, stuff that one can't remember had already happened and my awareness and memory begins with Judge Mingus and I talking together in a room.

The good Judge was quite excited and bursting to contain himself and then looking around said:

"oh, you have to see my Longhorn The Minotaur costume. Ball Boy and Thumper love it and FridgePower won't be back for a while."

With that he grabbed a towel and began spinning it into a solid tube locker-room jape style, before turning around and ripping his shirt off. I was confronted with a broad-shouldered muscular back, covered in scars and tufts of ginger.

He spun back around suddenly and the first thing I noticed was that his missing eye - which had been a poorly healed scar earlier while still being completely normal - was now covered with a rather large piratical eye-patch.

And then, mercifully, I awoke.

Being the rugged and manly personage one is, I did not awake screaming.

But it was close.
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