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Post by Sandafluffoid on Mar 10, 2010 12:24:42 GMT -5
Wrong? You got a hand-job from a nun. That sounds way better than my dreams.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 10, 2010 13:39:15 GMT -5
I had a horrible dream last night. I got pregnant and had a child. I was sitting at my kitchen table eating a small bag of Lays potato chips when my mom began to yell at me. "You need to eat healthy!" She wanted me to eat a healthy diet so I would produce good breast milk. I remember looking down and seeing an infant sucking milk from my boob. It freaked me the fuck out. And then I screamed to my mom, "I wanted to get an abortion!!!!!!" What, no cheese? Luckily no, but I know damn well that Breast Milk Cheese thread caused that portion of the dream. I guess that just shows you how much the idea freaks me out.
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Post by MaybeNever on Mar 13, 2010 14:01:58 GMT -5
I had a dream last night that involved my parents' old house that had no front lawn but instead an immense swimming pool, Seth Green as a douchebag drug dealer, my membership in an A-Team-style group, and some sexually tense moments with a member of the forums.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 13, 2010 18:43:33 GMT -5
Last night I dreamt there was a short, creepy bald man in my house trying to kill me. I kept trying to force myself awake to get away from him, but it didn't work. I had to fight him. I grabbed his head and dug my nails into his eyes and face as hard as I could. He screamed in pain, and I felt horrible the entire time for doing so. Then my parents showed up. My dad was carrying an axe. He swung the axe and began to chop off the legs of the bald guy as I dug my nails further into his face. He tried to resist, but my dad continued to chop his legs like it was an everyday procedure. It took several chops, but finally his calves lay on the floor separate from the rest of his body. It was so disturbing. Then my dad wanted to chop off the guy's head to prevent him from doing this again (apparently we'd had problems with him before). When my dad went to chop his head off, all I remember is suddenly seeing my poor dog lying on the floor in place of the bald man, his head severed. It was so sad.
I'm going to go cry now.
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Post by tgrwulf on Mar 13, 2010 20:35:23 GMT -5
One of the most f-ed up dreams I can ever remember having was when I was like half my current age.
I live in Massachusetts so I've gone to the Boston Museum Of Science more times than I can count. In my dream, we were leaving the Museum of Science. I look up to see a giant inflatable creature hanging from the ceiling in front of the gift shop.
You know those metallic spiders from one of the more recent Lost In Space movies that were trying to eat through the hull of their ship? Well, that's pretty much what that balloon looked like. I hadn't looked away from it for more than like 5 seconds when I hear this massive crash and the building shakes hard enough to knock me off of my feet.
I turn around, and what I had thought was a balloon is actually alive and standing in the middle of the hallway. Next thing I know it leans over and bites the guy next to it in half. Needless to say, everyone starts running for their lives. I'm just sitting there in horror as the spider thing stomps people into the tile floor and eats all the others.
I woke up just as it was getting to me.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 17, 2010 9:36:02 GMT -5
I had a disgusting dream last night. I was making out with my cousin in my bedroom. And suddenly I realized what I had been doing and stopped the whole thing. I freaked out and tried to figure out how I'd tell my boyfriend this story.
Someone please punch me. Multiple times, if necessary.
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Post by The_L on Mar 17, 2010 19:16:05 GMT -5
I had a disgusting dream last night. I was making out with my cousin in my bedroom. And suddenly I realized what I had been doing and stopped the whole thing. I freaked out and tried to figure out how I'd tell my boyfriend this story. Someone please punch me. Multiple times, if necessary. You're not the only one who's had this dream. Only with me, it was my brother. I woke up and went to puke.
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Post by DeadpanDoubter on Mar 17, 2010 19:46:58 GMT -5
Well. I feel slightly less disgusting, then.
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Post by Mira on Mar 17, 2010 20:42:19 GMT -5
Oh, I had a dream once where I accidentally kissed my cousin.
Those are the times when forgetting dreams is quite preferable.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 17, 2010 21:58:22 GMT -5
I'm so glad I'm not the only one. I woke up and thought my life was over.
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Post by Art Vandelay on Mar 18, 2010 0:50:21 GMT -5
I had a disgusting dream last night. I was making out with my cousin in my bedroom. And suddenly I realized what I had been doing and stopped the whole thing. I freaked out and tried to figure out how I'd tell my boyfriend this story. Someone please punch me. Multiple times, if necessary. Oh yeah? I've had that exact same thing happen to me multiple times in a row (minus the freaking out about how to tell my boyfriend part). I don't think there's ever been a time in my life when I've felt more dirty...
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Post by Sandafluffoid on Mar 19, 2010 10:26:50 GMT -5
*waves his lucid dream rattle*
I never have that dream, and never will!
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Post by Sigmaleph on Mar 19, 2010 18:45:12 GMT -5
I once dreamt I had a kid with my cousin. The baby looked really weird, too. I think it was brought about because another cousin of mine, her sister, has a kid that looks suspiciously like me when I was 4.
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Post by Mira on Mar 19, 2010 19:39:22 GMT -5
*waves his lucid dream rattle* I never have that dream, and never will! I shall now assume that you have that dream on a nightly basis.
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Post by Sleepy on Mar 20, 2010 20:17:23 GMT -5
I had another bad dream last night.
I was standing on my front porch looking toward the woods to the right of my house when I suddenly saw violent movement (wooden boards flying through the air). It was a grizzly bear! It emerged from the woods and darted through my front yard. There was a herd of dear grazing in my yard, and they began to panic and stampede in the opposite direction when they saw the bear approaching. My dog was down there barking at the bear, despite being blind. The bear chased a deer across the yard. Its mouth widened immensely, and I remember seeing the entire deer in the bear's mouth with its poor head sticking out. I felt so bad for that poor deer.
Anway, I was worried that the bear would kill my dog. I screamed his name, trying to get him to come on the deck so we could safely get him inside. Suddenly, the grizzly bear leapt from my yard up onto my front porch (a good 50 yards). It closed its mouth around my entire hand up to my wrist and began to gnaw on it. Somehow I managed to pull my hand out of its mouth. I ran inside and the bear was magically back down in the yard. My sister appeared and both of us screamed, still trying to get my dog in the house. Eventually he got in the front door just as the bear was about to attack him again.
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