Paid Members JNLister Posted October 27, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted October 27, 2013 I've also had a bunch of dreams about being in Grand Theft Auto, but I'm assuming that's true of most of us recently. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moderators Astro Hollywood Posted October 27, 2013 Moderators Share Posted October 27, 2013 Kill me in GTA Online in a dream, you'd better wake up and apologise. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moderators PowerButchi Posted November 13, 2013 Moderators Share Posted November 13, 2013 I was climbing up a ladder outside to get a cable car then got scared of heights halfway up and froze and lost my voice, then Alyson Hannigan talked me down, then I thought I could see a builders cleavage on her but it was actually her whole arse and a bit of her fanny, then I went to her toilet with a book of comedic monologues to take a shit. Then I woke up and took a shit. Dreams = Reality. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members John Matrix Posted November 15, 2013 Author Paid Members Share Posted November 15, 2013 I had a fucking horrendous nights sleep last night. 5 very ordinary dreams which all turned sinister with the running theme that I was trying to befriend Michael Moon who was trying to kill me, whilst simultaneously framing me for the murder of several other people. Every time things got hairy, I managed to wake myself up then when I fell back asleep a completely new dream would start until I Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Surf Digby Posted November 15, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 15, 2013 Last night I dreamt I was watching (I think) a pop video. Uschi Digard made a cameo appearance in it, and I was explaining to friends how every scene contained a reference to a Russ Meyer film. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Richie Freebird Posted November 15, 2013 Share Posted November 15, 2013 I’m quite jealous of all yous who can remember your dreams in significant detail on a regular basis. I’m lucky if I get one really vivid dream to which my mind retains memory in, say, 2 / 3 months. I dream every night, and sometimes have the ability to “pause” my dreams when my alarm clock goes off, and then return to them exactly where I left off for a series of 9 minute bursts after repeatedly banging the snooze button. By the time I’m out of bed and dressed to go to work though, they’ve gone forever, for the most part. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members air_raid Posted November 15, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 15, 2013 I dreamed last night I was fooling around with Aletta Ocean in my mum's bed, but then just when things were about to get serious I smuggled her down the hall to my own room, where suddenly she transformed into my ex instead. Things never quite escalated to shagging because I kept taking my top off, then seconds later realizing it was still on and taking it off again, growing increasingly frustrated. Soon my bedroom floor was covered in tops since every time I took it off there seemed to be another one underneath. The ex thought it was hysterical, and it never crossed my mind to just leave the top on and do her anyway. Then I woke up. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hallicks Posted November 15, 2013 Share Posted November 15, 2013 Im quite jealous of all yous who can remember your dreams in significant detail on a regular basis. Im lucky if I get one really vivid dream to which my mind retains memory in, say, 2 / 3 months. I dream every night, and sometimes have the ability to pause my dreams when my alarm clock goes off, and then return to them exactly where I left off for a series of 9 minute bursts after repeatedly banging the snooze button. By the time Im out of bed and dressed to go to work though, theyve gone forever, for the most part. If it's really bugging you, then get a pad and paper next to your bed and write the details down as soon as you wake up. If you're able to pause/restart your dreams then you must have some lucid dreaming ability. Keeping a dream diary, even if it's only for a bit, will help you remember and have more control over your dreaming. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Moderators PowerButchi Posted November 16, 2013 Moderators Share Posted November 16, 2013 I only really remember my dreams if I'm woken up during them or I need to go the toilet at the end of them as that means I need to go to the toilet. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members air_raid Posted November 20, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 20, 2013 (edited) Last night I fell asleep while thinking about a girl I have been somewhat keen on for about 12 years or so but she only ever goes out with really good looking guys (who turn out to be pricks in the end) which disqualifies me from eligibility. Had a pretty horrific dream. I dreamed that my mate that I went to the wrestling with on Saturday gave me his mobile to look for something or another and somehow I came upon a video involving him and this lass involved in the sexual act of double penetration. This horrified me, and even in a dream state even though they are people I know from different places and times, it was completely plausible since I know they were living in the same city for at least a few months, years ago. Somehow I then dreamed that I was on Redtube or something and found a 45 minute professional looking porn scene between the pair of them. Blowjob, anal, facial, the whole works. I contemplated downloading it to fap to since it was this lass that I really have the hots for (just a dream remember), but didn't, and started getting depressed at the sight of her being nailed by one of my best mates, and shut my laptop. I woke up, shaken to fuck about what my brain might be trying to tell me with that one. But the weirdest part was that in the double penetration, the bloke my mate was crossing swords with was X-Pac. Edited November 29, 2013 by air_raid Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hallicks Posted November 20, 2013 Share Posted November 20, 2013 One a couple of nights ago, I had agreed to join some band, who it turned out had never played together in any way, shape or form, and who had a gig starting at this club in a few minutes. I think I actually got to the point where we were all on stage, looking at each other, waiting for something to happen. So I excused myself from the stage, and went out the back to look for some inspiration, when who did I stumble upon, sitting around at the back of this club, but an Idlewild cover band! So I started remonstrating with them to go and kick my shitty band off stage and save us the embarrassment of being on stage in silence for 40 minutes. Two things here: My last experience of being in a band had many parallels (everyone apart from the guitarist and myself sucked ass), and also, Idlewild cover band. There should be one. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members air_raid Posted November 20, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 20, 2013 Idlewild cover band. There should be one. Would give a whole new meaning to a performance of "I Am What I Am Not." Sorry, I'll get me coat. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hallicks Posted November 20, 2013 Share Posted November 20, 2013 Would give a whole new meaning to a performance of "I Am What I Am Not." Excellent Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Surf Digby Posted November 29, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 29, 2013 Last night I dreamt that it was my last day of school, and I was doing the big goodbye thing with everyone. I was in the foyer area in front of the library of my old school, but for some reason there was now a rail going in front of it, like you have in supermarkets to stop you walking back out the entrance. The only two faces I can remember doing the hug and good luck thing with were Ruby out of Hollyoaks, and a girl from Coventry that I used to see regularly. She decided that she was going to make me a meal (some sort of potato bake thing), and so we walked up to her house, and for some reason I decided to leave my rucksack in the school foyer even though it had my camera in. I ended up spending the night at hers (not like that. Separate bedrooms) and got all huffy next morning as it was a Saturday and school was closed, but I had to somehow get my bag as I had a train to catch at 9:20am. I wish I'd written this out earlier now, as there's other vague bits that I can't quite remember. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Paid Members Bellenda Carlisle Posted November 29, 2013 Paid Members Share Posted November 29, 2013 Last night I had explosive diarrhea out of my botty, really smelly, loud, toxic logs filling up the toilet. they [all these super hot women] were all streaming past the toilet in club or party dresses, laughing and retching at my smelly turds and pushing against the door as I desperately held it shut, to see who had made such a disgrace with their arse. I dread to fucking think what that says about me psychologically. Are you the guy who's really private about shitting and can't use public toilets etc. or is that someone else? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Recommended Posts
Join the conversation
You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.