Here's one I had a few months ago:
I am standing at a storefront where I can see four mannequins made up to look like the Fantastic Four, except they all have penises hanging out, dangling well below their knees, yes, even Sue Storm (in fact, hers was probably the longest, uncut even). I come in to ask what the Hell this place even is and find only a large bank vault-style steel door and a man at a desk in an otherwise empty room. He explains that what's behind the door is only for the pure of heart, but, it turns out saying "Happiness is smoking hash from a human skull" is sufficient proof of being pure at heart, so he opens it. As it turns out, it leads down into a giant fallout shelter that turns out to be the biggest guitar store on Earth.
That's as far as I can remember it going. I've considered turning it into a story, but I'm not entirely sure how it would go, maybe have me being a colorblind blues guitarist and the store being one of those "Lotus Eater Machines" like the Matrix.
My Dad said that dreams are just our way of working through the problems of our waking life. This dream, however, stumps him.
I am standing at a storefront where I can see four mannequins made up to look like the Fantastic Four, except they all have penises hanging out, dangling well below their knees, yes, even Sue Storm (in fact, hers was probably the longest, uncut even). I come in to ask what the Hell this place even is and find only a large bank vault-style steel door and a man at a desk in an otherwise empty room. He explains that what's behind the door is only for the pure of heart, but, it turns out saying "Happiness is smoking hash from a human skull" is sufficient proof of being pure at heart, so he opens it. As it turns out, it leads down into a giant fallout shelter that turns out to be the biggest guitar store on Earth.
That's as far as I can remember it going. I've considered turning it into a story, but I'm not entirely sure how it would go, maybe have me being a colorblind blues guitarist and the store being one of those "Lotus Eater Machines" like the Matrix.
My Dad said that dreams are just our way of working through the problems of our waking life. This dream, however, stumps him.
Comparing the Universal Oneness of All Life to Yo Mama since 2010.
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I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
I was born with the gift of laughter and a sense the world is mad.
