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I was in a caravan with Aaron and some random girl, and Aaron said we'd roll a dice to see who got to sleep on their own. He won and went off, but it was OK cos there were three beds. But Aaron made on of them disappear so this girl got into bed with me. I turned over and saw that she looked about 10 (bad age to be in the same bed as). I though "fu<k" and leapt up and ran outside, where it was pitch black and I couldn't see anything until I ran into a National Lottery machine. Then I woke up.
Weird? Although not as weird as the dream I had when I fainted. Aaron, Ross, Jamie and Sara were taking part in a quiz show (possibly Catchphrase) and I fell on you, then tripped and fell again. Extra weird.
Yesterday I was going to put one of my weird dreams up, but I couldn't think of any.
But last night, one was dropped right in my lap (click).
What happened was this: I think it was Monster, Aaron, Zack, Ben, (possibly) Jamie and me. We were at some ruins of a castle or something when a random goth came up to us and pretended to know us. Then we were by a river, and the goth disappeared. Then some Napoleonic soldiers started firing cannons at us () and we ran away. I ran into this strange circular building which was meant to be an amusement park. It had things like giant 'Tweenie cinema', which a tried to blow up, and little cubicles for people to stand in, for some reason. When I went into one, there was a small hole in the wall, which I looked through and saw a picture hanging up in the next room. Then I started being chased by a walking bomb, so I went into the basement and hid amongst the pipes. Then I dove into some water and escaped. After which, I woke up.
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Staddon was taking part in some Lad's Army-style thing and they tied him to the bottom of a full swimming pool. Then, somehow, a sleeping bag was tied to him and it started to inflate, making it hard for him to breathe. So I went to untie him from the now empty pool.
And seemingly unrelated, me, Ross, Jamie and a boy called Daniel (whom I haven't seen for years) were running through a restaurant and I was wearing a coat. How odd.
Last night I dreamt that I was in a little town. Everyone was going somewhere, so we (a random person and me) followed someone. We ended up at an abandoned orphanage or something. Then we left and walked down the road (the pavement turned sideways) and tried to climb a ridge with gorses all over it. Then I got a thorn stuck in my hand and couldn't get it out.
P.S. - It's rubbish that you can't feel pain in dreams.
-- Edited by Captain Centipede at 12:41, 2004-08-22
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quote: Originally posted by: Culture Slut "No. That was a different one, when Ben was complaining about my lack of TV channels and Aaron wouldn't come out the shower"
i was in ur shower? it makes sense u were in my bath!! i better not have been naked!u werent u was wearing a suit
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i hardly ever have dreams (that i remember) but last nights was just plain oddilly
dont know how it started but i was in school (shudder) practicing for a dominos competition but i couldnt get it right so i went home to practise.
and for some reason the whole of our school followed me back (which for some reason seemed normal) and i went into the kitchen to practise with my exstencive collection of videos, but people kept coming in and nicking them to watch in my living room. Then people kept saying my choice of films was crap and putting in different ones to watch.
I eventually found myself running out of my house where i realised that my house was ontop of a large hill in the middle of a go-kart course, out side the broudway pub. As i was trying to run down the hill i kept falling over and doing odd anti-physics falling, untill i finally got to the bottom (after replaying the falling sequance a few times in slow motion) and i was very unhealthily tired and could bearly move, but then all you lot starting driving along in your own small vehicles like on one of those children merry-go-round things at fairs, (staddon in a mini, cobb in a camper, monster (not in a monster truck)in a 'monsters delivery van', i think sara was in a bi-plane or somthing similar, wheatley in a oil tanker, and other people in other randon automobiles).
Anyway, you were all trying to run me over for fun and had to keep rolling out of the way, but then it just sort of ended
i just generally dont make much sence atall really
Last night, I dreamt I was on a coach. And a COUNTING CROWS song was being played on the radio! I thought it was "recovering the satellites" at first. But it turned out to be "Another horse dreamers blues" Then the coach stopped so I walked to the front, and it turned out that the song wasn't on the radio, it was a cd. So I took the cd.
Then we were in a perfect land of happiness... sun shining, and lots of grass and streams etc. But we got attacked by loads of people with swords n stuff... so we ran away into the village. And someone... maybe just a random voice from no where said that this place had a curse and was not perfect.
Then we went to the edge of the village and set up an ambush for the people who attacked us before. But I got distracted when I looked to the right and saw a waterfall, that was not water, but black oil. And I suddenly noticed that all the people in the village were complaining because of the smell
Then as I was being distracted, loads of people came along and attacked us, and the ambush didn't work. So I ran away.
Then as a quick and pointless end to my dream, I ran back, killed all the people, and the oil all turned into water and everyone was happy.
Very rare indeed.
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