Four times during the first six days they were assembled and briefed and then sent back. Once they took off and were flying in formation when the control tower summoned them down. The more it rained the worse they suffered. The worse they suffered the more they prayed that it would continue raining. All through the night men looked at the sky and were saddened by the stars. All through the day they looked at the bomb line on the big wobbling easel map of Italy that blew over in the wind and was dragged in under the awning of the intelligence tent every time the rain began. The bomb line was a scarlet band of narrow satin ribbon that delineated the forward most position of the Allied ground forces in every sector of the Italian mainland.For hours they stared relentlessly at the scarlet ribbon on the map and hated it because it would not move up high enough to encompass the city.When night fell they congregated in the darkness with flashlights continuing their macabre vigil at the bomb line in brooding entreaty as though hoping to move the ribbon up by the collective weight of their sullen prayers. I really cant believe it Clevinger exclaimed to Yossarian in a voice rising and falling in protest and wonder. Its a complete reversion to primitive superstition. Theyre confusing cause and effect. It makes as much sense as knocking on wood or crossing your fingers. They really believe that we wouldnt have to fly that mission tomorrow if someone would only tiptoe up to the map in the middle of the night and move the bomb line over Bologna. Can you imagine You and I must be the only rational ones left.In the middle of the night Yossarian knocked on wood crossed his fingers and tiptoed out of his tent to move the bomb line up over Bologna.

I had a dream about you. You had just died and I was debating putting your body into either a coffin or a shoebox. My decision was based solely on spatial concerns so I chose the ashtray because I thought it best to smoke your essence like a cigarette.

I had a dream about you. At first you were a mannequin and I was a fashion designer. Then inexplicably we switched roles and I became the mannequin. But instead of putting clothes on me you laughed at my nakedness and you sold me to the owner of a sex shop.

I had a dream about you. You told me you loved me and then you stabbed me with a spoon. Luckily moments before your attack I assumed the identity of a bowl of Jell-O. Later on in the dream as a half-eaten bowl of Jell-O I launched a successful political campaign got elected and moved to Washington DC.

I had a dream about you. You were a lone candle on a barren vanilla cake and I was the mighty breath sent to extinguish your light. I felt like Gods wrath coming down to destroy the Illuminati while you probably thought I was the Satan coming to snuff out the light of the world. And the spectators who were gathered around the spectacle probably thought it was all one big party as they stood still like mindless zombies singing Happy Birthday.

I had a dream about you. You were being hung. I had a sword in one hand and a stool in the other. I couldnt decide which one to use so I stood on the stool and threw myself on the sword. It was the least I could do to protest capital punishment.

I had a dream about you. You looked like you but you also looked like a mannequin. And I looked like me but I also looked like a mannequin. Between the two of us we were too fake even for Hollywood. And as such we were forced to reside in Washington DC.

I had a dream about you. We were ice fishing in my freezer. I caught a few cold beers and you wondered if we should drink them or throw them back because they were babies.

I had a dream about you where you were an economic hero. So is the real life you like the dream you Answer this question If Paul Krugman and Ben Bernanke were about to die and they only had 59 seconds left and you could only save one would you take a minute to think it over

I had a dream about you last night. I could fly. I was going to use this power to impress you but you were too heavy to carry so I won you over with my personality instead