Say the most random dream you had.

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Do what it says on the box, it can any dream! Even if you never dreamt of it! (Oh please feel free to add a random picture of what you were dreaming)

I go first!

Tonight I going have a dream about raccoons eating Curry with Porridge while listening to Lady Gaga!! Then I come in saying "I LOVE TO HAVE YOUR DONUTS, BUT I'M ON A DIET!!" Then I run off.

Raccoons, curry, and donuts... sounds like a good dreamworld to me .

Well the last dream I remember was something about Apolo Ohno... but he kept changing in appearance from what he actually looks like to looking like Jesus. But I still had it in my mind that he was Apolo Ohno even when he looked like Jesus. I don't understand it much, dreams are strange. Anyway that dream clearly reflected what was on my mind before I went to bed that night. I won't go into detail why though...

I had a dream that my sister was shagging with a skunk, in the back yard, when we were all living in the two story house.

Last night I had an incredibly long, vivid and detailed dream about the Watchmen. Highlights included:

- An imposter Rorschach going around causing all kinds of villainous turmoil and mayhem in order to smear the name of the good Rorschach
- All of the Watchmen except Ozymendias and Dr. Manhattan flying through the air
- Silk Spectre I and Silhouette kissing on the 4th of July
- Rorschach having an orgy with both Silk Spectres and Silhouette. All I saw was them laying in bed together in their underwear and Rorschach smoking a cigarette through his mask.
- Rorschach falling from a tall building to his death in a pile of silverware. Nite Owl attempted to save him but he wound up dying too.

most are too messed or too mature to post lol

Do fever dreams count?

Once I had a freakout and woke up in a cold sweat because I thought the ogres from Disney's Gummi Bears were chasing me.

Another time I dreamt I found a severed woman's head in a toilet with a note stapled to it saying nothing but the word "grace."

I was transfered to a new school, and at launch, all the roof fall in, and all the kids started singing "thank you we are here, and not out there, for you beware, outside's the witch's snare."

I then went to get a pizza from across the street at taco bell.

I think I'm still dreaming it.

A loud crowd was in the church this day. A foreign woman had been accused of vampirism in the nearby cities. She was about to face the wrath of a unknown God she is not aware of, yet the townsfolk and the priest insisted that she must face the consequenses. As she was standing there, under the windows of the Lords home she felt great pain and peril.

But as she was about to face a inevitable death, a shout was heard from the crowd. A man with a distinct anger in his eyes claimed her free, because he knew who the real vampire was.

He followed his claim of her release by pointing out the vampire - a purple man dressed in purple. The priest became furius. Not because of the accusation, but the fact that it had revealed his own bluntness. He walked to the purple man and started yell at him in a language God knows what. Then he pushed him of the stage..

It was all a theatre. I was watching it. When the purple man fell of the stage, no one cared about the giant plothole that had been caused due to this event in the plays climax. Applauses filled the room as the purple man tried to climb up to the other supportive actors. However, the show did not end there. Indeed not.

There were explosions coming from above! The roof of the theatre was being destroyed by something. Looking up at the celling, the audience and me could see fifteen holes, and out of them came kids hanging in ropes. They were lowered to the ground, and upon landing charged at the actors. They started to scream and tremble and fight while those in the making of the play tried to flee out through the emergency exit usually used for fires. But they did not make it in time. Before they knew it, a morbidly fat woman broke the door down and came in riding on a bike.

The bike did not seem to enjoy carrying around the pot-bellied lard-ass, so the bike shaked her off and Miss Lardfat landed on her back. The audience did not realise the seriousness in the situation anymore: They started to laugh vigoriously at the fat woman. That includes my own share of giggles. Giggles that woke me up..

I was a bridesmaid at a wedding. My car broke down in some weird land, and I realized that I was caught in that painting by Edward Munsch, The Scream. I had to ask the screaming lady for directions. I'm sure you can guess how that turned out!

I had a most riveting discussion with a young Rose D. Bukater. I told her all about the horrors of fighting in a mud filled trench. Needless to say, her mother gave me a dirty look. After this, we all had dinner. Emily, her twin sister, was staying with the Bukater's while Victoria, her adoptive mother was away on business. The discussion Emily started was strange, for she talked about how her mother laces her corset very tight, and that is why she cannot eat much, whereas Rose was cleaning her plate. Samuel, their father/Ruth's husband was a good friend of mine and they enjoyed my company. After the kids went to bed, we got drunk off of Creme De Menthe and we had a sexual orgy. Yes, this dream was strange.

I was in a wild west shoot-out and I knew it was a dream. So I took all kinds of crazy risks, shot and killed all the bad guys, they shot me too but I knew it was a dream so they didn't hurt me....

...and then Lee Van Cleef unexpectedly showed up, with his black wide-brim cowboy hat and that goofy gun from For A Few Dollars More. He looked me in the eyes, shot me right in the forehead, and I "died" and woke up.

:-/

a**hole.

Once in a dream, I stole a small pebble from a store and the police were questioning everybody about it!

My most random dream: I was at the mall (not any real one, my mind made this one up. Oddly enough this wasn't my first dream in that mall), and somehow I ended up in a store with a bunch of dinosaurs. Not only that, but they were having a party. I ended up playing beer pong with a T. rex (worst beer pong partner ever, by the way. Those little arms do not help) and taking shots with a stegosaur (they cannot hold their liquor at all). Pretty random, if I do say so myself.

This was last nights dream:

Me and Sam were driving around the roads of upstate Peter State listening to Low Rider by War. We had his at the time 13 year old sister with us. We bought her this boat load of candy and topped it off with a 40 of Hurricane High Gravity Lager, which she drank like a fish. When we got back to his huge house on the St. Henry and Warren County line, their mother was waiting for us. She couldn't tell that Ellen (The sister's name) was drunk, but she could tell that she was hopped up on sugar.


Mind you, this is 1876 were talking about.

Falling of a balcony and bouncing back up like they did in the matrix.