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I had the weirdest dream the night before last night. I dreampt that it was a nice, sunny and slighty breezy spring day, I had the window opened, and I was on the computer. I read that Christopher Nolan died in a car accident and that The Dark Knight Curse was going to claim Christian Bale next. Then some kids rang on my doorbell and wanted me to come outside, so I did. I went outside and all of the sudden I had clown makeup on and I had some afro wig on... then some really cute girl (dark blonde hair, cute face) came over to my house, which is weird because there are zero cute girls in my neighborhood. I went into my house and washed off the clown makeup and took of the wig, and then I got a ***** for no reason at all. I was trying to hide it because the cute girl was right next to me, but then my Mom came out of nowhere and said "...Are you hard?!" and I was like "... WTF!? MOM! WTF!?" and then that dream morphed into a another dream where I was surrounded my Namekians (Like Piccolo from Dragonball Z) and I was in this city made of giant watermelons and incased in bubbles (Like Atlantis or something), and BunkerXXI (Hypster that frequents the Bat-boards) was there. I told him I was going to vote for him as the Hype's "Newbie Of The Year" so I said I needed to know when he was born and he said "I can't remember". Then we went on an adventure to find out about Bunker's past, and some other Tusians (Tusians = People who visit the "Batusi Lounge" often) joined in, but then we got attacked by some disfigured baby (probably inspired by the creepy "real life Stewie Griffin" pic in the funny pictures thread) and all the other Tusians died except me and Bunker. I found out that Bunker was 42 years old and had a wife and 2 children. Then I said goodbye and there was an airplane flying overhead, and some black kid with big huge glasses and an early 90's/late 80's fade like haircut threw a rope up into the and it wrapped around the plane. He was already in the air, so I jumped a few hundred feet into the air and grabbed onto the plane with my bare hands. Then the plane landed at Wal-Mart and some Pizza company was filming a commercial inside, and I got a part in the commercial. I was supposed to be laying on the ground, dead, and some black woman was supposed to say something about how good the pizza was and I was supposed to come back to life and shout "PIZZZZZZZZZZZAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!"... It only took two takes. So then my whole family was there at the Wal-Mart and we went Christmas shopping.. They had the Watchmen directors cut in the movie aisle. Then I went to the video-game aisle and there were a bunch of Major League Baseball players practicing in the video game aisle, and Jake Peavy almost hit me with a fastball. Then I left Wal-Mart and my dream was over.
Do I need psychiatric help?
Do I need psychiatric help?
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