Had this weird dream where I was stuck in a house being attacked by zombies and I had to fend them off.
Managed to fend them off, but the boss fight was a bitch, he just wouldn’t go down, I had to cut him in half at the waist with a Cloud Strife style sword.
After that the zombies ran away to chase this other guy.

Then I remembered the other guy was my brother.  It was like, oh crap, here we go again.  Then I woke up.  I guess I’m waiting for the sequel.

shoot the boss in the eye!  that always works!

I have zombie dreams on the regular.  They are great.  I think its how I deal with stress, because I always wake up so well rested after I have one.

I’m always in like a mall, with friends, killing zombies with firearms, its like the movies so we have infinite ammo.

Last one I had, we were having a contest on who could kill a zombie with the most style.

Dook got zombies to follow him to a dead end, ran up the wall, back flipped over the zombie and shot his head off.

I think mine was Joe pushed me ina shopping cart through a crowd of them and I just rolled and shot.

^ THAT Is sweet.

I had a weird-ass dream. Obama and I were on this ranch. And we found out we were hooking up with the same porn star.

He makes a good drinking buddy.

tenjay - 09 May 2008 11:30 AM

shoot the boss in the eye!  that always works!

I actually did that, but he kept coming!  Damn zombies.

im sorry abe, but this is all i saw and then i stopped reading

aznspyter - 09 May 2008 12:02 PM

^ THAT Is sweet.


I had a weird-ass dream. Obama and I were on this ranch. And we found out we were hooking up

.

^ haha. ass.

I was furiously trying to finish a hw final, but then I realized in real life I graduated already. So I walked out. And woke up.

i had a horrifying dream.

i think it was a heartwrenching love confession/declaration type dream.

i literally woke up scared.

My room’s been lively late at night due to a cricket in heat.

Dreamt that this cricket was named Ramoné and appeared on a late night talk show, talking about his inability to find a mate.

Had some crazy weird dream last night.

I was driving along and was going under a really wide underpass, then the road in front of me started rising, which seemed strange, so I slowed down in amazement and eventually stopped… the road kept rising until it formed a seal with the underpass blocking my way.  Then my trunk popped open for some reason.

The crazy part was that it was all incredibly vivid, I was certain it was really happening, and I was telling myself, this can’t be real, it must be a dream.  I slapped myself until I jolted awake for a half second.

Later on it got weirder.  Went to this house where a bunch of my relatives were all hanging out, and my friend that got married last week was there too.  Eventually we all crashed on mattresses on the floor, except she didn’t go sleep with her husband, she came over and it was fricking weird as I tried to make sure I wasn’t sleeping on the same bed as her.

I think I have the craziest most vivid dreams in the time between when my alarm first goes off and the 10 minutes of snooze before it goes off again. is this true for anyone else?

I had a neon-water gun that was actually a real gun. And I was smuggling it around in a library.

i had a huge betrayal dream. affair/cheating/with someone about twice my age. it was more of a betrayal of character. i was pretty upset.

kwalan - 21 May 2008 10:51 AM

My room’s been lively late at night due to a cricket in heat.

Dreamt that this cricket was named Ramoné and appeared on a late night talk show, talking about his inability to find a mate.

ooh, cricket porn!

I dreamt last night that I had a knock on my door and it was a stripper that demanded I join her motorcycle gang.  When I went outside, the eniter gang was stripper who knew Joe.  The image on the back of their jackets was the photo if Joe with a mustache and sunglasses.

I had to keep up with the members of the gang on my motorcycle in order to join.  Instead of a crotch rocket, I was riding a GS1200 Adventure, which is not a slick sports bike.  I rode all over the city.

At one point, one of my iniation missons was to bring melted butter to the Big Boss.  For some reaosn, there was a butter shortage in Chicago.

I brought the melted butter, and the Big Boss turned out to be Dook, who needed it for his lobster.

This dream made perfect sense to me.