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This is my recurring dream I title it "Why is Leonard Nimoy gay?!"

I'm in a casino showroom, it seems to be have been decorated in the 50's but it'd obviously not the 50's anymore, Carpet is dirty, the plush vinyl booths are worn with little tears that kinda itch at my skin. The lights are not darkened, just slightly lowered in the back so the elderly folks can easily make they're way through the buffet that is aligned against the left side of the Showroom wall. The stage is over packed with weekend musicians in matching wrinkled powder blue suits. The bassist smoking a cigarette openly and seemingly forgetting the matching jacket for that performance . The three female back up singers have to share a single mic and most likely a ride home.

 

The "star " is a passable Elvis Impersonator. He is the kind from the right angle ,Looks like Elvis, but from another he'd look like Kurt Russell, Both Elvis and Kurt would have a serious Cocaine problem in this likeness, but it's good enough. His outfit is perfect though, seemingly getting all the care the showroom and band haven't. And as the band drivels on a simple melody of "Dum dum dum dum de dum" He sings "Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" Well more like shouts it with conviction that some may count as singing. Each time it seems more urgent and confused. Cletching his fist, Waving it into the air as if to ask God why this is happening."Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" dropping to one knee in pleads. "Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" Slapping the stage with a free hand in demand of answer as the band seems not to even notice they are even playing a song. .. and there I am sitting between two large elderly folks watching this display. Same melody, same question..over and over...and it's so funny, I laugh. I Laugh loud and proud until..I wake up, yes every time I have this dream I wake up snickering. I've had this dream at least 5 times by now..and I still don't know what is going on in it really.

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This is my recurring dream I title it "Why is Leonard Nimoy gay?!"

I'm in a casino showroom, it seems to be have been decorated in the 50's but it'd obviously not the 50's anymore, Carpet is dirty, the plush vinyl booths are worn with little tears that kinda itch at my skin. The lights are not darkened, just slightly lowered in the back so the elderly folks can easily make they're way through the buffet that is aligned against the left side of the Showroom wall. The stage is over packed with weekend musicians in matching wrinkled powder blue suits. The bassist smoking a cigarette openly and seemingly forgetting the matching jacket for that performance . The three female back up singers have to share a single mic and most likely a ride home.

 

The "star " is a passable Elvis Impersonator. He is the kind from the right angle ,Looks like Elvis, but from another he'd look like Kurt Russell, Both Elvis and Kurt would have a serious Cocaine problem in this likeness, but it's good enough. His outfit is perfect though, seemingly getting all the care the showroom and band haven't. And as the band drivels on a simple melody of "Dum dum dum dum de dum" He sings "Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" Well more like shouts it with conviction that some may count as singing. Each time it seems more urgent and confused. Cletching his fist, Waving it into the air as if to ask God why this is happening."Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" dropping to one knee in pleads. "Why is Leonard Nimoy Gay?!!" Slapping the stage with a free hand in demand of answer as the band seems not to even notice they are even playing a song. .. and there I am sitting between two large elderly folks watching this display. Same melody, same question..over and over...and it's so funny, I laugh. I Laugh loud and proud until..I wake up, yes every time I have this dream I wake up snickering. I've had this dream at least 5 times by now..and I still don't know what is going on in it really.

This is wonderfully written. I'm not joking, I think you have a talent for writing. Like you should do something with it.

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Dreamt that I was getting my ID renewed at the DMV. I filled out a questionnaire of some sort, and one of the questions was 'Do you like mushrooms?'. To which, I replied 'Yes'. After several moments, the lady who was doing the paperwork came over and said 'Okay, we have a problem. You said here that you like mushrooms, and they don't feel that you're taking this seriously'. To which, I said "How can I answer that question honestly if you don't want me giving an honest answer?'...This seemed to frustrate the woman, who pouted a bit, then took out a big rubber stamp, wrote some things down, drew an x for a signature, turned with her back to me and said 'Okay, just sign the paper'. It was as if she wasn't allowed to witness that I was legally claiming to like mushrooms. So, she took the paper, told me that I'd hear from someone shortly, then walked away. As soon as she left I started laughing my ass off. Then I woke up.

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Diana Ross was singing " It's so hard to say goodbye to yesterday" at the joined funeral of every victim in the Friday the 13th series at camp crystal lake . This was done in montage of lovely Cabin shots and pictures of the deceased. After the song was done Ms Ross went on a very uncomfortable diatribe against Jason Voorhess , who we all knew was most likely close by and could hear everything.

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I had a dream where I was a crime lord on the run because my rivals wanted to take me out, but then I set up a new crew because of my charisma.

 

 

Oh and some reason I was watching a guy poop while he was telling me his life story. I wish I was lying. I had a hard cam fully focused on his clenching asshole as poop came out slowly.

 

 

That's how you build up respect. Quite frankly, I woke up full of disgust and decided that it should not just be me who should live the day with that image in their head.

 

 

If there is a department of dreams, I would like to file a complaint.

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Lmao you guys are ridiculous.

 

Not nearly as exciting but I dreamt something was biting me in the back as I slept and one day I got up and pulled the covers off my bed and I saw these 4 tiny spiders in a row walking across it. And they were the type of spiders that look like pinheads with legs coming off of them

 

Something in here has been eating my ass up on occasion irl but I don't see the evidence yet. Then again I do break out a lot so I don't even know what it is

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I had to fight a yellow crocodile in order to defend my turf. Then I had to fight a dopey giant seal who was very slippery.

 

I did that, got in my house, suddenly realized my mom was in the street, so me and my cousin went back down to do it again. There were a lot more dopey seals. Like it was raining dopey slippery giant seals. If you hit one of them, they would make the sound seals make, so I used this sliding kick to hit like 33 in a second and all you could hear was UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH UH etc.

 

Then a seal attacked me by licking my neck. (,this is now my sex dream) I'm ticklish, I'm on the floor laughing and suddenly they're all my pets. I didn't see my cousin, so he's assumed dead.

 

Mission accomplished?

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Had a dream the other night that I went to a Lucha Underground taping. Woke up before matches started, but I met a few wrestlers. Shit was dope

 

Sounds awesome.

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Just woke up from a dream where I was starting wrestling school, and like the teachers were some people trained by not all that impressive wrestlers. They kept saying they had a big coup and then introduced everyone to the third secret teacher....Jinder Mahal. I was standing there realizing I was gonna be taught by people who are kinda shit.

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Had a dream that I was a father...but not really. It was like...I was sleeping, and this kid woke me up and was like "I have to pee"...but I didn't associate with being the father of the kid. And I was like "Okay...bathroom is over there. Go pee". But the kid needed help. So, I was like "I can't go in there with you...go pee by yourself". But he could't, so, I had to go with him. And I said "Alright, I'm gonna look over there. Do what you need to do"...and when I was looking away the kid pissed all over my shoes. Then I woke up. :lol:

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