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Post by Gilberto on Apr 2, 2012 15:45:07 GMT -5
So the other night I dream that I wake up in my bedroom and I notice someone walks by the bed and is standing over by the chester drawers. There's a desk lamp on the chest and he's leaning over it like he's working on something and I realize that he looks just like Albert Brooks. When I look closer he looks up and I can tell it's not Albert Brooks but a life-size ventriloquist dummy that's carved to look like him. He tells me there's evil spirits in the house and I have to catch them and trap them inside the woodchuck masks. This is so weird that even in the dream I think I must have heard him wrong.
I get up and go to the bathroom and there are cheesy neon green lights in the shower like something you'd see in a halloween haunted house. I start singing "spooky lights" mockingly because even in the dream it's dumb. I look in the mirror and my reflection is a spooky-looking fat guy, so I start singing "spooky-looking fat guy" in a mocking tone. Because even in the dream none of it is scary, just weird.
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Post by Scary Gary on Apr 2, 2012 23:37:50 GMT -5
I think this is proof that you are now a fifth-level vegan. At the sixth level, you will gain the ability to summon a woodchuck familiar. Only 12,000 more XP to go. ;D
In all seriousness, that is rather trippy.
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Post by lynn on Apr 3, 2012 2:32:03 GMT -5
I love those dreams that are so trippy you're like, alright, I know it's a dream now but I'll just go with it. It's like when you look down and you're naked and you just shrug, so it's a dream again is it? Alright, where's some hot fellows I can get into bed with... wait, those guys? They're the best you can come up with? Alright then but... and... wait, what, they're all just going to fall asleep? My real life is more fun than this dream, can we move it on?
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Post by Gilberto on Apr 3, 2012 15:57:49 GMT -5
It's the bizarre specificity that always gets me. The details are so weird that even in the dream I can't buy it. I wonder where that stuff comes from.
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Post by lynn on Apr 3, 2012 19:25:38 GMT -5
It always amazes me how in the dream I know all these details that aren't spelled out in the dream, like I'm living a different life. You're walking down a hall and you know that it's that hall of the wizarding school you've been attending for the past year, and it leads to the tower of one of your mentors who is teaching you about...blah blah. All those little things that make it not just a shadow of reality but whole world.
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