Peter Gabriel (1950 - My Dreams 2008) [16 Jun 2008|03:49pm] I dreamed last night that Peter Gabriel died, and that me and my friends felt really bad for making fun of him all the time. Don't die, Mr. Gabriel! I was just kidding about all that stuff I said -- I really enjoy it when Sledgehammer plays at every restaurant we go to. Remember that one painful bathroom time I had at Pluckers? It was only after Sledgehammer started blaring through the speaker above the toilet that I was able to muster my strength and leave. And remember when I joked last week that Sledgehammer was going to start playing at any second at Fuddruckers, and Steam ended up playing instead? Ha ha! That was a good one, Peter Gabriel. We're such good friends. Here, I'll embed some YouTube in your honor: This video was the highlight of your amazing Philips CD-i game, in my opinion. I'm glad I had the opportunity to hear a song about fucking, while watching early '90s CGI video about fucking. I get it, your head's on the front of a speeding train! And now your skin has been texture mapped to a chair, and a lady sat on it! And remember that part where you and that woman are swaying back and forth and it looks like you're having sex, but then the camera pulls back and you're really just shaking a tree? And the tree has babies in it? I love it! Please don't die, Peter Gabriel. I love you. 12 comments|post comment

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