What's the last weirdest dream you had?

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oh it was definitely a bit adult

I got up in a room of nothingness. From far away, I could hear the Animaniacs theme. I walked over to the source.

Boom. A wormhole, which could allow one to travel to any place, time, or dimension they choose.

I warped to where I found my mom. I asked her what she was doing here, and she told me that she wanted me to go to "that room with a beautiful lady, some water, and a bunch of hams". I did.

I found the lady, and started making out with her. This warped me over to another empty room, where I put on some Soap shoes and ground the rail to the next platform. I frontflipped right off the rail, and jumped across some buildings. I eventually built up enough momentum to clear a loop, dive past a security door, run up a wall, and get back to my house.

End of dream.

i had yet another work nightmare , where i was in the hospital i used to work in several years back, in a typical late for work situation and missing things i need for work. it was change of shift, the end of my shift and i had failed to insure that the work area was restocked and neaticized for the next person, and as i was trying to accomplish the restocking task, my mind was molasses-slow and only with great effort i could barely move or think- this was happening while everybody else was headed to the locker rooms to change back into civvies so they could leave the building. i was frustrated that i was stuck in place while everybody else was leaving the damned place, and i was worried about what my relief was going to say about the mess i left her. then suddenly, i found myself naked in the hallway in front of god and everybody , and they all whooped and hollered at me as i skulked around the corner like a scalded cat , and i hurriedly donned a yellow paper oversuit which became transluscent against my bare skin, and only then was i able to move and think at a normal rate, and as i was wheeling the supply cart into the stockroom, my normally circumspect boss followed me into the room and just leered at me standing in my transluscent yellow paper suit. then i awoke in a puddle of perspiration.
i eventually fell back asleep only to find myself back in the same infernal hospital , this time in a different section where the administrators were working, and it was very late and getting dark outside and i just wanted to get the hell outta that awful place, and everywhere i turned i found myself at the exact opposite end of the building where i was supposed to be in order to reach the parking lot where i was parked. i was barefoot and the flooring was painfully stiff and cold, and when i walked outside the pavement was roughly ridged and most painful to walk upon, with every step a major ordeal. it felt like i was walking through heavy syrup, and my movements were in slow motion and made me feel oh so tired. i ended up back in a front office, squeezing through a hallway cluttered with boxes with reams of paper in them, and various documents strewn upon the floor, and when i reached the office it was deserted, with a wall-screen TV blaring the evening news and the occupant's personal effects and car keys were littering the floor. there was a motorized high chair that i sat on and scooted about for a little bit before i felt ashamed and got off the chair. then i exited the office but not before running into the officeholder's secretary, whom i told about the car keys on the floor, and she thanked me as i walked out to the parking lot, at which point i awoke.

I dreamed a woman injured her leg somehow, and I convinced her that grapefruit would heal it, so I escorted her into a supermarket to find some, but she got aspirin instead.

i dreamed that i was walking through someones house for some reason (it seemed that i had had a night out, and the people i was with went to this house and i went with them but i lagged behind and lost them).

i arrived in a room where there was a clown who was sitting draped on a chair almost unconscious. he had orange hair, and white powder on his face, but he looked totally bedraggled.

there was mascara from his eyes dissolved in dripping tear tracks down his face, and a bunch of his hair was missing , and the rest of his hair was wet with what looked like oil, and he looked like he had had an overdose of heroin.

i looked around and saw a spoon on a table, and then i saw a tourniquet on his arm, and he slowly lifted his head to look at me and he said "nyuk..nyuk...cough cough wheeze....nyuk". there seemed to be carnival music playing on a cassette player in the room that was running out of batteries, so it sounded drawn and unstable.

i burst into laughter, but i had to run away from that room because i thought he was going to die, and i did not want him to see me being irreverend.

I had a dream I saw a big banner with one version of my name - Vleuck (read: vloyk) - on it. It said:
Ve
Love
Every
Useful
Code
Kompilator

and I was seeing this banner in my mind yesterday, all the day. I don't know if it's weird, but it's funny

Molly Ringwald was nearly asleep on a couchbed, undergoing psychoanalysis.