Weird Dream

I had this weird dream last night. Let me do my best to explain. Okay, it was this dimly lit room, and there was a mattress lying in the middle of the floor. And there were a lot of people there, sort of like a party, but everything seemed to be moving pretty slowly. Then there was a brick wall, and beside it was a table. On the table were these chocolate-filled oreos and you threw them against the wall to get a spark. Then there was also a little bowl of toothpicks, except the toothpicks were joints, and you lit them from the sparks from the oreos being thrown against the wall.

Weird, huh? Anyone wanna try and explain what that one meant?

I've had that dream before. Although the oreos weren't chocolate-filled. Interesting.

Indeed.

Wild.

never had a dream even similar to that.......come to think of it i dont remember any dreams ive had

i dont really have dreams anymore

I had this dream last night about some old man that had put sleeping pills in my food because he didn't want to be bothered by me or something.

Oh that wasn't a dream, that was just Eddy.

It means you ate too much cheese before going to bed!

Hello.

why is that?

.....hmmmm..

i have freaky dreams 2. last night these guys kept holding guns to my faceholding me hostage and we wer trying to get me somewhere but i dont kn o where, and they didnt want anybody to know about it. When we got there it was some house and they took us in this room. There they put my brother on some table and tortured him by cutting little pieces of skin of of him. They wanted to do it to me to , but only if i was related to him. so i denied being his brother and then my brother got mad at me. Towards the end after they HAD done the same to me , i fell off the table and landed on the ground. There i saw a cofin and when i opened it , i was inside holding a guitar. So i took the guitar and started playing with the guy who tortured me and a priest who had spanked me with a whip or something for something i had done.There was more to it , but i forget.

To tell the truth, nothing in the world bores me more than listening to other people describe their dreams.

Yeah, I mean what's the point?