Dream Logic

[P3nT4gR4m]

Last night I dreamt I was in a dimly lit underground parking garage surgically sewing a penis onto Doktor Phox's face, so that whenever she blushed she would get a hard on.

How synchronicitous....

I just had a dream that your face fell off while stalking rhinos at the zoo and Pent performed an emergency transplant with an elephant scrotum, so when it got too cold out your head got sucked into your neck.

Holy fuck, I just had that same dream. In fact, now that I think about it, it wasn't a dream. It just felt a bit like one. Pretty sure that actually happened.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

[Luna]

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

That wasn't a dream.  It was a repressed memory.

we ran out of velcro before we got to you, which explains the duct tape residue.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

That wasn't a dream.  It was a repressed memory.

we ran out of velcro before we got to you, which explains the duct tape residue.

I'm never drinking with you spags again.

[Luna]

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

That wasn't a dream.  It was a repressed memory.

we ran out of velcro before we got to you, which explains the duct tape residue.

I'm never drinking with you spags again.

You know you will.  And you'll love it.   

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

That wasn't a dream.  It was a repressed memory.

we ran out of velcro before we got to you, which explains the duct tape residue.

I'm never drinking with you spags again.

You know you will.  And you'll love it.   

Is true on both counts.

[Cramulus]

A few years ago, I had this dream that all the people from The Celtic Connection forum decided to have a real-life get together, meeting for the first time. They rented out this camp ground and threw a pagan festival.

I was watching everybody talk, listening to their inane chatter.

This older guy tracked me down, started to talk to me. I recognized him - it was fire song, one of the admins at TCC. He said I looked familiar. I told him who I was and he got this look of disappointment on his face. He was just so deeply disappointed because I had found my way into their secret dream party.

To this day, I still wonder if he was scrying me or something.

Had a dream that we were all at a meet up and cram wanted to cover us all in velcro so we could literally stick together. We agreed to it even though we all agreed from that point that cram was probably one of the weirdest fuckers any of us would ever meet.

You have no imagine how awesome things would be if everybody just did everything I asked without any hesitation.

The velcro is step 1.

[Scribbly]

A few years ago, I had this dream that all the people from The Celtic Connection forum decided to have a real-life get together, meeting for the first time. They rented out this camp ground and threw a pagan festival.

I was watching everybody talk, listening to their inane chatter.

This older guy tracked me down, started to talk to me. I recognized him - it was fire song, one of the admins at TCC. He said I looked familiar. I told him who I was and he got this look of disappointment on his face. He was just so deeply disappointed because I had found my way into their secret dream party.

To this day, I still wonder if he was scrying me or something.

I hope the dream ended with everyone being eaten by pterodactyls.

If not maybe that is why he was disappointed?

[navkat]

A recurring theme in my dreams is regardless of what the dream is actually about, eventually, I end up being chased and when I try to run, I end up taking slowww leaps like walking on the moon. I push off to run, bounce uuuuuup and dowwwwwn. The chaser, of course, is catching up.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Recurring dream:  I'm back in the military, and we've deployed somewhere, and I've forgotten to bring something important.  The rest of this dream is spent trying to hide this fact from my 1st Sgt.

[Don Coyote]

Recurring dream:  I'm back in the military, and we've deployed somewhere, and I've forgotten to bring something important.  The rest of this dream is spent trying to hide this fact from my 1st Sgt.

That's either horrible or hilarious.

[The Good Reverend Roger]

Recurring dream:  I'm back in the military, and we've deployed somewhere, and I've forgotten to bring something important.  The rest of this dream is spent trying to hide this fact from my 1st Sgt.

That's either horrible or hilarious.

4 hours of impending doom.  So yeah, both.

[morosa]

When I was a more tender age I had a recurring dream that a spider was chasing me around my grandmother's house and every time I tried to kill it it just got back up and got BIGGER. Pretty sure that one was symbolic of the mormon church I was raised in.

More recently I had a dream within a dream, it was like advertisement for a new MMORPG except I was being flown around a sunken city with rainbow colored buildings by a host avatar who was trying to explain to me, "Everyone may build up their character however they like but on 12/21/2012, we will all blow them up with grenades." And then I woke up in an illegal restaurant, frantic because I had just gotten hired and had already fallen asleep on the job! We were so busy, too. And then I actually woke up and was all    

[navkat]

Recurring dream:  I'm back in the military, and we've deployed somewhere, and I've forgotten to bring something important.  The rest of this dream is spent trying to hide this fact from my 1st Sgt.

Yeah, that is fucking horrible. Persecution and failure are my two biggest IRL fears.

[Don Coyote]

Recurring dream:  I'm back in the military, and we've deployed somewhere, and I've forgotten to bring something important.  The rest of this dream is spent trying to hide this fact from my 1st Sgt.

That's either horrible or hilarious.

4 hours of impending doom.  So yeah, both.

Funny thing is I did deploy with only 70% of the shit that one the list because I may have turned that stuff into the CIF before deploying.