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Goatboy Dreams

Alright, I have started to post this in like 3 different threads. One was in IOD in a thread Goatboy had just posted, then in the petition thread, then in melon's thread, and it just wouldn't GO anywhere, so I figured I would bite the bullet and start a thread for it.

Hey Goatboy, I had this odd dream about you last night.

I was in some sort of wooden fort, like built with log and rope and whatnot, on the second level, and you were behind me, yelling about how the writers have more power then the janitors or something, and how even though the janitors are just as EMPOWERED, the writers are the ones with the veto. In any case, you kept following me about, preaching about the writers and the janitors, and you had this spray bottle with you that sprayed a harmless but fragrant liquid, smelled sickiningly sweet. You kept spraying me with that mist. In any case, we came to a large room, with the floor only going around the perimteter and then dropping to the first level, which had a floor of dirt. I dropped down, you stayed up on the second level and continued to spray the stuff on me yelling about janitors and writers and whatnot. I kept asking you to cut it out but you wouldn't, so I jumped back to the first floor, approached you, you stuck out the spray bottle in my face, I grabbed your forearm and kind of flipped you into the hole, where you landed in the dirt on the first level, smack on your back. I dropped down beside you. You dropped the spray bottle and took a large section of pipe. I commented how unsporting that was of you, so you dropped the pipe, and we started grappling around in the dirt and wrestling around. Finally we both got too winded to continue.

Care to explain yourself?

And, um, to all you innocent bystanders, ummm, talk about dreams or something.

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Dreams?

I had another seriously fucked up sleep paralysis epsiode a couple of days back. This time, the 'entity' was mocking me, whispering about how easy it would be to defeat me in battle. I was able to move out of my bed ( which usually doesnt happen that easily in SP ) and found that I couldnt see the bastard anywhere in the room. I could still hear him. So, I just waved my hand around, giving him the finger.

The SP then lead to a lucid dream involving an evil army of snowmen who wouldnt melt. And I also got into an argument with someone when I tried to explain that I was god, due to the fact that he existed within my dream, thus within my mind.

Normal dreams are boring........


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I had a dream last night about being at a party where the host forgot to buy food and drink. In real life, I usually bring a ton of homemade food to any given party, so this makes sense. Anyway, I borrowed someone's car, and started driving to the store. Suddenly, two pot smokers appeared in the back seat. I ordered them to get out of the car, because I didn't want to get busted. I refused to slow down the car, though, so they had to open the doors and roll out. I get to the store, and there's no food except for salad ingredients, and there I am thinking "we need something more substantial because people are going to drink a lot." Ran from store to store, finally going home to make up a stew and some bread. I returned to the party to find that half of the people had drank themselves into comas, and the other half had waited for the food. I guess somebody else got the alcohol, but that part was glossed over in my dream.

We all ate, and then I was sitting on the front porch, tired and sweating from having cooked so much and run around so much. I felt alone, since nobody was talking to me. Suddenly, this guy came up, said hoarsely in my ear "you're sexy when you sweat." It made me horny as well as amused, since I looked like utter crap.

No clue what the point was to this dream. A lot of serious stuff happened in it later, but I can't remember what.

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It’s about your burgeoning feelings of homosexuality.

Self flagellation should help keep these unwholesome desires dormant

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It's that or guilt.

It's always about homosexuality or guilt.

I read that somewhere.

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Last night I dreamed I was playing Metal Gear Solid II.

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Maybe I just dreamed it?

AIDS CURES FAGS!!!

Perv! Stop looking at me with those deep blue eyes you fiend!

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Maybe I started drinking too early today?

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Ummm.... Testing, testing....is this mic on?

Ok, I don't remember my dreams anymore. Well, rarely. And most of the time, as I wake up, it just fades from my mind, no matter how much I try to 'hang on' to the memory of it.

Does this mean I'm getting old like Wonderaz?
God help me.

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quote:

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Originally posted by Goatboy:
Maybe I started drinking too early today?

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quote:

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Originally posted by Emerald:
Ummm.... Testing, testing....is this mic on?

Ok, I don't remember my dreams anymore. Well, rarely. And most of the time, as I wake up, it just fades from my mind, no matter how much I try to 'hang on' to the memory of it.

Does this mean I'm getting old like Wonderaz?
God help me.

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Don't worry wonder, I'm a one Goat man.

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I had a dream two or three nights ago where my father was really John Lennon, and that I'd prevented his assassination by encasing him in a giant-sized Magical Mystery Tour cassette case. Really odd.

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quote:

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Originally posted by Hedonism:
I had a dream two or three nights ago where my father was really John Lennon

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hehehehehehehehehe!!!

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