plain old dreams

[vannielou]

so spill what did you dream about last night or maybe like 5 years ago, I don't care just let me hear it

[Kzinistzerg]

I remeber having this one dream where they made a battlezone movie, and I spent the entire dream complaining about the movie and how it was wrong while watching it. Which was weird.

[SkittleMonkey]

I remember having this one dream about 8 years ago, and it was one of the strangest I had ever had, even to this day. I was falling throught the air past all this scenery, which strangley looked like the backgrounds of the earliest SuperMario games. Then, all of the sudden, just when I was about to hit the ground, these two gigantic hands popped up out of nowhere and caught me! Even back then, I had always examined my dreams to see if they were trying to tell me something. I still wonder if that somehow translates into something that will actually happen to me, or has already happened to me... I don't know, but I do know it was weird...

Then, there was this other time last year that I had this dream that I was swimming in a giant pool with Shamu. Only, you guys will think this is really weird, but I leave the radio on when I go to sleep, and sometimes whatever is on the radio will show up in my dreams. So, throughout the whole length of my dream, John Reuben's "Nuisance" was playing in the background.

And this is the last one, but it's still really weird because every single best friend I've had in the past showed up in it. Well, I was walking around at an amusement park when I saw bigtime j-pop idol, Gackt, sitting at this table, ready to give out autographs. But here's the really weird part. Gackt is super popular, and almost every girl loves him, but nobody was in line for an autograph, not even one person. Well, I personally don't listen to Gackt all that much, but I felt bad for him, so I decided I would take a notebook over to him and have him sign it. But, I kept losing it because I kept seeing my old friends for a split second, and then they'd disappear. So, finally, my old friend, Tara, pops up out of nowhere, (My friend Tara was widely known for getting her feelings hurt easily and crying about it.) and says to me, "Why do you even care?! You don't even LIKE him!". Then, a football shows up in her hand, and she proceeds to chuck it at his head. Only, it misses, and he didn't even seem to notice that she threw it at him.

That's where the dream cuts off. Pretty weird, huh?

[GrimTheLost]

Originally Posted by SkittleMonkey

I remember having this one dream about 8 years ago, and it was one of the strangest I had ever had, even to this day. I was falling throught the air past all this scenery, which strangley looked like the backgrounds of the earliest SuperMario games. Then, all of the sudden, just when I was about to hit the ground, these two gigantic hands popped up out of nowhere and caught me!

I remember having a Mario dream too. I was going to the boss battle in the original and I fell through a hole and fell. When I hit the ground the dying theme sounded and the camera angle was above my dead body. It has been one of my most favorite dreams to recount.

[scary_dream]

Originally Posted by GrimTheLost

I remember having a Mario dream too. I was going to the boss battle in the original and I fell through a hole and fell. When I hit the ground the dying theme sounded and the camera angle was above my dead body. It has been one of my most favorite dreams to recount.

I have video game dreams whenever I play them a lot. I remember whenever The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time came out, I played it for about a week straight and had some crazed dreams about it.

Whenever I'm not dreaming about video games, though, most of my dreams are still weird. I dreamt once about a cat that looked JUST like Palvan off of Mr. Stain on Junk Alley (BEFORE I saw Mr. Stain on Junk Alley... strange).

One I remember specifically, though, was that I was in a house that looked normal on the outside, but everything inside was Alice in Wonderland-ish. Nothing was as it seemed. I dropped a cup and instead of shattering, it bounced and quacked, and I looked into the fridge and instead of seeing the inside of the fridge, it was a bunch of moving colors and shapes. The back yard was not grassy, but covered in giant squishy tiles of primary colors. I don't know where most of the dream came from, but I must have been sick because I always dream extremely odd things whenever I'm sick.

I also dream a lot that I see and talk to ghosts, which is actually cooler and less scary than it sounds.

[Imaginary Light]

I once had a dream that Elvis lived in a secret compartment in my grandparents' basement. Yeah...

[BlooCheese]

This was a long time ago, but it was a very significant dream.

You know how in Alice in Wonderland, Alice would grow or shrink depending on what she ate? Well my dream was like that, except it was Cinderella. She ate something and grew 100 feet.

And then she stepped on my house.

[SkittleMonkey]

Originally Posted by BlooCheese

And then she stepped on my house.

Wow, that sounds more like a NIGHTMARE.

[Cassini90125]

I had this one early this morning, and it's just weird. I dreamed that I was, well, Beavis. Yeah, that Beavis, from the MTV cartoon. Seems that me and Butt-Head were wandering down a dirt road through an open field when we came to a very large, old stone building that turned out to be a psychiatric hospital. We went inside and wandered around, just generally being annoying and disruptive, although most of the people there, all staff members, were smiling as we passed by. Anyway, we get to a conference room full of psychiatrists where one doctor, a 400 pound pompous jerk with a goatee, round glasses and a green sweater, is lecturing the other doctors about who knows what. He turns to me and Butt-Head and orders us to leave. I decide to take him down a notch, so I stick my finger in his fat gut like he was the Pillsbury Doughboy and yelled "Woohoo!" The other doctors think this is hilarious but Doctor Pompous is outraged and yells for security to come and take us away. I tell him, "Security can't stop me," and I pull the back of my shirt up over my head, "for I am The Great Cornholio! Weeeeyaa!" The dream then turns into a chase scene, complete with the music from "Adoptcalypse Now", and Butt-Head and I are running through the building, bumping into people and knocking stuff over. We ran up to the second floor, which looked like a very expensive hotel hallway, argued briefly with a security man about whether or not our clothing was by a famous designer, and slid down the railing of the escalator (which had been a staircase on the way up). Security caught up to us at that point and they shot me with a taser. Well, guess what? It seems that when you hit The Great Cornholio with a taser, he doesn't go down. He just recharges. I yelled "Waaaaaaaakekakekaka!!!", ran down into the basement with Butt-head right behind me, out a hatchway in the back, and then we're wandering off into the sunset on the same dirt road that we started on. "Heh-heh, that was cool," said Butt-Head.

This is the funniest dream I've ever had. I've been giggling about it all day.

[kageri]

Originally Posted by Cassini90125

I had this one early this morning, and it's just weird. I dreamed that I was, well, Beavis. Yeah, that Beavis, from the MTV cartoon. Seems that me and Butt-Head were wandering down a dirt road through an open field when we came to a very large, old stone building that turned out to be a psychiatric hospital. We went inside and wandered around, just generally being annoying and disruptive, although most of the people there, all staff members, were smiling as we passed by. Anyway, we get to a conference room full of psychiatrists where one doctor, a 400 pound pompous jerk with a goatee, round glasses and a green sweater, is lecturing the other doctors about who knows what. He turns to me and Butt-Head and orders us to leave. I decide to take him down a notch, so I stick my finger in his fat gut like he was the Pillsbury Doughboy and yelled "Woohoo!" The other doctors think this is hilarious but Doctor Pompous is outraged and yells for security to come and take us away. I tell him, "Security can't stop me," and I pull the back of my shirt up over my head, "for I am The Great Cornholio! Weeeeyaa!" The dream then turns into a chase scene, complete with the music from "Adoptcalypse Now", and Butt-Head and I are running through the building, bumping into people and knocking stuff over. We ran up to the second floor, which looked like a very expensive hotel hallway, argued briefly with a security man about whether or not our clothing was by a famous designer, and slid down the railing of the escalator (which had been a staircase on the way up). Security caught up to us at that point and they shot me with a taser. Well, guess what? It seems that when you hit The Great Cornholio with a taser, he doesn't go down. He just recharges. I yelled "Waaaaaaaakekakekaka!!!", ran down into the basement with Butt-head right behind me, out a hatchway in the back, and then we're wandering off into the sunset on the same dirt road that we started on. "Heh-heh, that was cool," said Butt-Head.

This is the funniest dream I've ever had. I've been giggling about it all day.

I have tears in my eyes now. I wish my dreams were that funny. Maybe I should eat more pizza before bed.