Anybody else have such a fucked up dream that it makes you want to avoid the city that it happens in? I don't have very many dreams, but after a few of my experiences in life I am starting to pay more attention. All I got to say is fuck Houston!!!
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Originally posted by Tannerm View PostD-Day?!
I have the rare occasion of fucked up dreams. They always involve FUCKING snakes. Ill wake up screaming. I hate snakes...Originally posted by PGreenCobraI can't get over the fact that you get to go live the rest of your life, knowing that someone made a Halloween costume out of you. LMAO!!Originally posted by Trip McNeelyOriginally posted by dsrtuckteezydont downshift!!
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I dreamed I had a bike wreck on a local twistie road, went into a long sweeper way too hot, low sided, slid off the road down beside a bridge that the road curved back into, and off a creek embankment. In the dream I closed my eyes waiting for the impact of the other creek wall, after what seemed like way more than enough time for impact I opened my eyes and was just laying on the creek bed, at which point I realized it was a dream and woke up. I still ride, I still ride the same road lol. I've had several dreams like that.
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Had one the other night; Was driving down the freeway and I saw huge pillowing clouds in front and behind me, then felt my skin burning. I didn't know if it was a nuclear bomb attack or meteorite, but I figured I would rather have been in the blast than die a slow, agonizing death. I pulled off the highway to a truck stop and started trolling for a hooker, then I woke up.
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I am narcoleptic, and one of the side effects is that I never remember dreams. I started taking meds for it about 8 years back and I suddenly started to have dreams that would wake me up and take almost 5 minutes to convince myself that they were dreams.
My favorite was dreaming I was dozing off in my own bed (dreaming about falling asleep, fucked up I know) and I heard a scraping noise on the floor. I looked over the side of the bed and a monstrous Diamondback Rattlesnake started buzzing and sliding up the side of my bed and onto my mattress. I woke up from the dream (lights in dream were off just like real life) and bolted out of bed full sprint. I got to my bedroom door and grabbed the door knob, turned and yanked the knob without turning it all the way and pulled the fucking doorknob OUT OF THE DOOR. I had yanked so hard that my momentum went straight back: I crashed through my DVD/CD tower, flipped over the corner of my cabinet TV and onto my shoulders and head in a heap on the floor.
The best part was explaining to my sister why she had to find a screwdriver to turn the door latch and telling her how to do it to let me out of my room.Originally posted by PGreenCobraI can't get over the fact that you get to go live the rest of your life, knowing that someone made a Halloween costume out of you. LMAO!!Originally posted by Trip McNeelyOriginally posted by dsrtuckteezydont downshift!!
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Originally posted by DON SVO View PostI am narcoleptic, and one of the side effects is that I never remember dreams. I started taking meds for it about 8 years back and I suddenly started to have dreams that would wake me up and take almost 5 minutes to convince myself that they were dreams.
My favorite was dreaming I was dozing off in my own bed (dreaming about falling asleep, fucked up I know) and I heard a scraping noise on the floor. I looked over the side of the bed and a monstrous Diamondback Rattlesnake started buzzing and sliding up the side of my bed and onto my mattress. I woke up from the dream (lights in dream were off just like real life) and bolted out of bed full sprint. I got to my bedroom door and grabbed the door knob, turned and yanked the knob without turning it all the way and pulled the fucking doorknob OUT OF THE DOOR. I had yanked so hard that my momentum went straight back: I crashed through my DVD/CD tower, flipped over the corner of my cabinet TV and onto my shoulders and head in a heap on the floor.
The best part was explaining to my sister why she had to find a screwdriver to turn the door latch and telling her how to do it to let me out of my room.Originally posted by BradMBut, just like condoms and women's rights, I don't believe in them.Originally posted by LeahIn other news: Brent's meat melts in your mouth.
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