eww ewww ewww *mental picture of A Dro in a speedo* ewwwww!
i slept from 8 pm til 7:40 am last thursday night / friday morning, and I had my first dream in like two or three months.. I dont really remember what went on, but the location was similar to my house in Ohio, crossed with 4503. And I woke up extremely upset and breathing hard. I guess I shoulda jumped on this thread while it was fresh in my mind.
Oh man, I had a really screwed up dream the other night that I told Pointy about when we woke up (we slept together that night *wink* ) I will say it involved a woman with 2 vaginas birthing a 2 liter bottle of coke and half of a 2 liter bottle of sprite, there was a parade, a fat guy on a drum set, an odd shaped pool, more pregnant women, and weirdness abounding. If I told you more your head may explode, or you may slip into a world of mental darkness where all you can think of is Mexican cock fighting and video games you can never win
that sounds like the perfect woman for me, where can I find her? or better yet, at my current consumption rate of a 2 liter bottle of coke a day, I'm going to need at least 270 of them to cover for the whole pregnancy process. I guess if I got anxious, could get an abortion, and just make do with a 20ozer.
i think that would violate some sort of inbreeding laws
so, i had a dream last night that matt, michael, justin gregg, his new gf, and i were at an amusement park. michael, matt, justin, and i got on this ride that broke and the cart flew off the track. it lands on the ground, i am unhurt because, as i stated in my dream "God was with me." well, He was apparently not with the rest of you because you all were seriously injured. so i get out of the ride cart thing, start running around trying to find someone to call 911. this lady's like, 911 is broken. WTF?? so i go back to the cart and there are two cops standing there, most likely one of them is drew.
they're taping off the scene and i ask drew, why haven't you called an ambulance?!? and he's like, well they're pretty much dead. pretty much dead? so i tell him that they are not dead yet, and he better call an ambulance or i'm going to sue him for wrongful death, and if he thinks i'm kidding, then he's dead wrong...pun intended most likely.
so then i walk back over to the cart and i hear matt say, don't open the door, i don't want you to see me like this. so i open the door and he's all beaten up and bloody and broken, but get this - he looks like haley joel osment. so apparently i think that beaten up matt will look like the kid that sees dead people.
so he says, just let me die, i don't want to live looking like this - LOL. and he's on the phone calling everyone he knows telling them he's dying and he wants to say goodbye. so he was obviously not mostly dead if he can use his phone and talk to people. and i tell him that he can't die because that would leave me all alone, and that's fucking selfish, matt. and then i look over at michael - who still looks like himself, just bloody and broken, and i say, you can't die either because that's not fair to veronica. and then i woke up crying my eyes out at 4:45 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep for fear that i would see matt looking like that kid again.
analysis?
they're taping off the scene and i ask drew, why haven't you called an ambulance?!? and he's like, well they're pretty much dead. pretty much dead? so i tell him that they are not dead yet, and he better call an ambulance or i'm going to sue him for wrongful death, and if he thinks i'm kidding, then he's dead wrong...pun intended most likely.
so then i walk back over to the cart and i hear matt say, don't open the door, i don't want you to see me like this. so i open the door and he's all beaten up and bloody and broken, but get this - he looks like haley joel osment. so apparently i think that beaten up matt will look like the kid that sees dead people.
so he says, just let me die, i don't want to live looking like this - LOL. and he's on the phone calling everyone he knows telling them he's dying and he wants to say goodbye. so he was obviously not mostly dead if he can use his phone and talk to people. and i tell him that he can't die because that would leave me all alone, and that's fucking selfish, matt. and then i look over at michael - who still looks like himself, just bloody and broken, and i say, you can't die either because that's not fair to veronica. and then i woke up crying my eyes out at 4:45 this morning and couldn't go back to sleep for fear that i would see matt looking like that kid again.
analysis?
pedophile
OHHH. That's a good analysis. Maybe Haley Joel Osmand was seeing you, therefore maybe you were really the dead one, in a twisted turn of events.
I agree with Matt though.
I agree with Matt though.
analysis: not calling the ambulance was the right move on my part
drew was nonchalant during a very serious moment, matt found it necessary to call everyone in his phone at a completely inappropriate time, and you were mad that matt and michael weren't listening to you. sounds like everyone was able to keep in character even during your dream. way to go team!
Everyone was able to keep in character? Rachel--a girl whose middle name is Grace and can't even go down a slip and slide without getting hurt--emerged from a tragic accident without a single scratch. Matt--a man whose wittiness is only surpassed by his eagerness to expose his body--uttered the words "don't open the door, i don't want you to see me like this." And Justin had a girlfriend. Zing! This dream would be more appropriate for the Where's the line?" thread for all its absurdities! :)
edit: Is there a noun for "eagerness to expose one's body?" How about pointyness?
edit: Is there a noun for "eagerness to expose one's body?" How about pointyness?
exhibitionism? I like your suggestion better
so i had a dream this morning that arif and i went to new york and decided that we wanted to go to the statue of liberty. but then when we went, i was looking down on the scene instead of being in it. there was this group of kids that decided to climb out of the crown on her head and climb down onto her face. then arif decided he wanted to do it too. except then he couldn't climb back in and he was stuck on her face. then i zoomed out, like in a movie or something, so that i could see how far off the ground he was. and i freaked out because i thought he was gonna fall and die and i woke up suddenly and my heart was pounding.
so, arif, if you ever ask me to go to the statue of liberty with you, i probably won't.
so, arif, if you ever ask me to go to the statue of liberty with you, i probably won't.
maybe you're thinking about us skydiving next weekend? afraid arif won't make it out alive?
perhaps....
speakin of which i got my plane ticket and i'll be in down for the skydiving. twice, if i get a standby chute on my way in to atl
Sorry haven't been on 409 for a few days.
That's kinda scary. Maybe it means you're concerned that I'll go up (sky diving) but never come back down. Or maybe it means you think my climbing competancy level is below that of a child. If Freud has taught us anything though, your dream definitely means you want me to drop my dong on your face, and you don't want me to take it off. lol
Hence forth, to "Statue of liberty" someone shall mean to drop one's dong on said person's face.
I was out with Shawn's mom last night and she was actin' a fool so I statue of liberty'd that ho! Bwwwahahaha
That's kinda scary. Maybe it means you're concerned that I'll go up (sky diving) but never come back down. Or maybe it means you think my climbing competancy level is below that of a child. If Freud has taught us anything though, your dream definitely means you want me to drop my dong on your face, and you don't want me to take it off. lol
Hence forth, to "Statue of liberty" someone shall mean to drop one's dong on said person's face.
I was out with Shawn's mom last night and she was actin' a fool so I statue of liberty'd that ho! Bwwwahahaha
so this is one of my favorite dreams yet. for some reason drew is back in augusta working at a store that sells sleep number beds. i swing by to visit him and it turns out his co-worker is beth littleford, the old daily show correspondent. beth decides to demo the product for me and i play along. little did i know what i was in for. i end up being told every little detail about sleep numbers and how great they are and she just keeps going on and on. being a former salesman, i had to give it to her. she knew her stuff. meanwhile, drew calls up some other friends and they all start running sprints and doing sit-ups out on the sidewalk. back in the store, beth is hell bent on selling me a sleep number bed. i keep telling her i love the product, but i'm just not a buyer at this time. i eventually asked her how she went from being in nyc on the daily show to selling sleep numbers in augusta. i don't remember her exact answer, but it had something to do with going to jail. then she went back into her sales pitch. the dream never ended. i woke up in the middle of it to a sleep number infomercial on my tv.
i've actually got a few friends like that i could call nowadays
last night: dreamt that the high school called me up and said that everybody in my class missed a day and we all had to show up and make it up, fortunately my house was hit by a tsunami so i was excused
last night: dreamt that the high school called me up and said that everybody in my class missed a day and we all had to show up and make it up, fortunately my house was hit by a tsunami so i was excused