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Im sitting in my living room and some guy comes up to my sliding glass door to my deck and knocks at it. I'm like "What the fuck?" so I make sure its locked and head over to another window with a screen and yell outside "What the fuck are you doing?". He comes to the window and smiles and says he has a million dollar bill and he will sell it for 50 bucks. I say "Fuck no, get off my property now". Fucker pulls a gun! I run to my gunrack room but there's no fucking bullets for the shotgun or rifles. I just kinda sit there and another guy comes, shooting arrows(!) through the vent of the gun room. Soon they get in and Im fucked and unarmed. Then the dream jumps forward and Im sitting down with 2 of my friends on my couch while one guy has a gun on us. The other gunmen search the house and the TV turns on, saying Bush has revealed that aliens do exhist. Then I jump the gunman with the gun on me and my friends and I wake up. |
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Ha ha. I once had a dream where I was watching the news and Bush was explaining that they had discovered that rollercoasters were the best weapons.. so they had sent out a load of helicopters to collect all the rollecoaster tracks in the world. They had a massive stack of them, I can't remember how they used them though. |
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Thats awesome! No really. That is aweeeesome |
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hahahah! mine from last night: I was walking outside of the bar me and my friends usually go to, and whenever I saw a woman, she'd get naked and run across the street to the pavement on the other side, and around the corner. And I kept walking, and the women kept undressing and going over to the other side of the street... |
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I had a dream that I ran away with Derren Brown last night It was one of thise inexplainabley strange dreams where everything looks normal but just feels wrong =os |
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Lucky bastard. I never have nudity in my dreams. |
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My dreams are always so PG-13 |
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hahahahaha ! funny thread |
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i dreamed that i was floating inside a coke bottle then the person opened the bottle and started to drink i got caught in his stomach then grew rapidly until i was inside his skin, then got a car and went 250 kmh into 30 barrels of milk then died of a brain tumor |
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Strange. So you commandeered his body? |
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yeah formed into his skin and ran around |
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strange stuff indeed |
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Last night I dreamed I'd been on a family vacation, and we stopped at a hotel on the way back because my parents were taking part in some conference or other there. I went around the place exploring it, and discovered that it was all weird and non-Euclidian - doors led to rooms that were too large to exist in that building, and led back to other places than where I came from if I tried to go back, impossible stairs and so on. At some point I found out that all the work in the hotel was being done by cats that would come out of the ceiling if you sang a special song that everybody in the world knew. I guess they would then obey your orders or something, I don't remember quite clearly. Eventually I ended up back on the ground floor and at the end of a corridor, where lots of different-looking doors led off. I went towards one, hoping it might be the exit, when somebody working there (not a cat) came up to me and told me that door led to the Room of Eternal Samba, which has no exit, then pointed at the real exit, which had a huge sign on it saying "EXIT" that I'd overlooked for some reason. I left, presumably to wait there for the conference to end, but I woke up at that point. |
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i dreamt i was going to some breakcore festival i met ed flis (aka duran duran duran). i'm not sure what he for real looks like but the guy in my dream was like in his thirties and had a baseball cap on, and a pony tail and a finely goomed goatee (yeah he looked like a complete dick) and i was like "hey whats up, i'm nigel." and he was like "uh...?" and i was like, you know, saskrotch. and he was like "i'm not sure" and then i was like 'you're going to be on my compilation" and he sort of started to like think back or something and i was like "psh" and i walked off. |
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there is no way i'd go into an eternal room of samba |
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