tell me what you dreamt about last

butters

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i could do with being amused and i'm fed up with the shit that's mostly being posted here right now.

get to it.


















well?













what are you waiting for?







*sheesh. fuckers*
 
Thank god! Ditto all of that.

Unfortunately, as far as I can recall last night was a dreamless one.

Lately it's been crazy crap coming up from a fight I had with my mom, so it's manifesting in all sorts of nutty dreams where she is forcing stupid choices on me with extreme consequences.

I hate being at odds with family.
 
i had a dream i was making out with a lovely litchap.
he went to the loo and when he came back my evil sproglodites had climbed into my bed and there was no room for him.
 
i had a dream i was making out with a lovely litchap.
he went to the loo and when he came back my evil sproglodites had climbed into my bed and there was no room for him.

Your dreams mirror my reality.

*cries*
 
There was a bible salesman at my door he wanted to come in. I let him. While he was reading choice passages, he kept rubbing up against the outside of my thigh. I could feel the heat of his hand through my flimsy skirt. He reached over to kiss me. And then there were clowns, lots of clowns. One honked his nose at me and I woke up.
 
Mine have been uncharacteristically pornographic recently. No idea why.
 
I can't remember what I dreamt, but upon waking I had the song "Cotton Eyed Joe" stuck in my head.

There may or may not be a connection.
 
I dreamed that I got up to piss and came back and this chick's fucking sprogs were all over the bed.
 
Thank god! Ditto all of that.

Unfortunately, as far as I can recall last night was a dreamless one.

Lately it's been crazy crap coming up from a fight I had with my mom, so it's manifesting in all sorts of nutty dreams where she is forcing stupid choices on me with extreme consequences.

I hate being at odds with family.
dreams can be bloody nags at times . . . clearly this fight is bothering you and you need to sort it out before your head implodes during a nap

all i remember is it had something to do with my eye.
*hides knitting needle*

i had a dream i was making out with a lovely litchap.
he went to the loo and when he came back my evil sproglodites had climbed into my bed and there was no room for him.
well there you have it . . . get rid of your bed and the indoor facilities and bingo - no problemo
 
There was a bible salesman at my door he wanted to come in. I let him. While he was reading choice passages, he kept rubbing up against the outside of my thigh. I could feel the heat of his hand through my flimsy skirt. He reached over to kiss me. And then there were clowns, lots of clowns. One honked his nose at me and I woke up.
there's a very clear message being sent you here via the medium of dream:

bible salesmen are clowns. touchy feely clowns with big noses.

Mine have been uncharacteristically pornographic recently. No idea why.
it's living in virtual isolation with not enough bread for your fok *nods*
god, i'm good at this

I can't remember what I dreamt, but upon waking I had the song "Cotton Eyed Joe" stuck in my head.

There may or may not be a connection.
i think this may be perverse
 
kids as contraception.

or keep the kidlets caged.

swallowing or injecting children (god forbid the other insertion-method) is going hard-core - try only shagging the sterile or impotent.

caged? make sure you have a rolled newspaper handy!
 
dreams can be bloody nags at times . . . clearly this fight is bothering you and you need to sort it out before your head implodes during a nap

I am still at the righteous indignation stage....I'd rather risk the implosion.
 
There was a bible salesman at my door he wanted to come in. I let him. While he was reading choice passages, he kept rubbing up against the outside of my thigh. I could feel the heat of his hand through my flimsy skirt. He reached over to kiss me. And then there were clowns, lots of clowns. One honked his nose at me and I woke up.

Skirt? Are you saying you're a woman? No way. :confused:

I can't remember what I dreamt about. I have some really weird dreams sometimes. I don't think people would want to hear about them.
 
A lot of the dreams I had while I was pregnant were memorable and strange.

There was this one in particular; I was running through a swamp, a wolf was chasing me, my teeth were falling out, and it was snowing.

I still remember it and it's been awhile since.
 
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