this one does not even make SENSE...

i had a dream that 3 Indian girls were fighting over me.  Then, one of them called my girlfriend from high school, threatened her, and asked why she (the caller) was not allowed to date me.

I had a dream I was cuddling and making out with a friend of mine. We were naked and in my bed. My wife comes in and says it is time for her to go but tells me that I can get with her tomorrow. I fucking wish.

I had a dream that I woke up and got laid. Then I woke up and got laid.

I had a dream that I was living in a dystopian soviet-bloc country of steel and ice. I dreamed that I had become the leader of a throng of street urchins and we were starting the revolution. I would rally them onward and we would overcome great difficulties, but always there would be one or two poor saps who got caught up in the gears of the machine. There were two kids who got pinched in the hinge of some massive metal door and as I tried to extract them the party advanced. People were shouting for me to resume the lead, and everyone had abandoned these kid who were begging for help. The door finally put an end to their miserable lives right before my eyes. A little further on, I'd asked two boys to climb up these tanks to get a good view of the area ahead so we would know what we were up against. One boy made it fine, but the other had begun climbing a poorly-insulated tank of liquid nitrogen. Sitting on the roof of the tank, he froze his legs clear to the tank and began to freeze to death as I implored him to just rip his flesh to extricate himself.

I kind of half-awoke at this point, and I was in that state where I could have gone back to the dream if I'd wanted to (e.g. if the dream was about a hot threesome or whatever), but I decided I'd seen enough death and misery for the night.

I dreamed last night that I cloned a giant cock and then gave it to Kyle. My dreams give me excellent real life ideas.

A few nights ago I dreamed that spiders had eaten my cock. I've never had a happier morning.

I had a dream that Sasha cooked pancakes for me. I woke up and she was there in my kitchen flipping her flapjacks in just an apron. The pancakes were good, too.

I don't understand how you people have dreams about each other. I picture you all as looking like your avatar.
Sasha is a chubby mexican dude, thrash and tricky are celebrity men, mosh is a gay-pride kangaroo, and si is si. Daisy mae and krsna have succeeded in confusing me through too much use of the mr.t, but krsna's slowly beginning to be associated in my mind with just a big cock.

Anyway if I was having a dream about Sasha it would be about the chubby mexican kid.

Sasha is a chubby mexican dude, thrash and tricky are celebrity men, mosh is a gay-pride kangaroo, and si is blue.

In my dreams I have bigger tits if that makes it better in anyway.....

bigger tits make everything better always

I dreamed last night that I was driving really really drunk and a cop turned on his lights behind me and I couldn't even hardly see I was so wasted.
Fucking scary.

I had a dream that I was driving down the street and there were a couple hookers singing 53rd & 3rd by the Ramones.  Weird, indeed.

The Ramones - 53rd & 3rd

I just had a dream that I was playing a new Team 17 game in my computer room, and that Mosh walked in and said "what're you doing?"

Then I woke up, and Mosh was going out for a smoke.  (!!)

Why was Mosh in your room, while you were asleep..hmm.. (?)

I dreamed last night that I was driving really really drunk and a cop turned on his lights behind me and I couldn't even hardly see I was so wasted.
Fucking scary.

I dreamed last night that I was driving to Jolly Harbour to see my friends' band play. I'd just gotten out of town, into the country area, so I thought it would be a good time to spark the massive joint I'd rolled for the road. Two pulls in, I round a corner and oops, there's a fucking police stop just up ahead. Pinched the cherry off, stuck the joint in an empty beer can, crushed the can, stuck it under the passenger seat. Spritz of cologne, then the waiting game. Eventually I got to the roadblock, and all they were checking for was stuff like bad tyres, road tax, illegal tint, etc. Despite having lost the joint (the can wasn't quite empty, unfortunately), I was pretty relieved to get to the bar and see the band.

Oh right, that wasn't actually a dream.

Dreaming that I'm absolutely shit-faced drunk is actually probably my most common dream.
My theory is that I often slightly wake up during the night and through blurry eyes I see the world as if I were incredibly drunk.
These dreams suck since I'm usually trying to do important things and the drunkenness gets in the way and is my worst problem in the dream.

When I'm shitfaced drunk I can't go to sleep because I have these white lights that repeatedly flash in front of my eyes.  I have to stop binge drinking one night a week.

I dreamt this morning that I was in a world ruled by Vampires, and that my father had found a way to give all of the remaining humans leukemia.  He died earlier than he expected though, and I had to try to figure out his notes without dying, myself.

My brother bought high school musical 3 secretly, he had it delivered by van to the house, my parents got back early though and found out and got really mad at him for buying it.

I think this dream was inspired by a conversation I had earlier in the week; in the convo I said I wanted to watch HSM3.

I think your brother is gay.

I think your brother is gay.

and your parents are on crack if they're upset about him buying that.

Pssst! It was a dream.

fuck this thread

I dozed off on the couch and dreamed I was doing a Handstands for Christ benefit drive.

Do not walk towards the light.

I think your brother is gay.

this dream was inspired by a conversation I had earlier in the week; in the convo I said I wanted to watch HSM3.

I think your brother is gay.

Pssst! It was a dream.

Pssst! I know, I was kidding.

this dream was inspired by a conversation I had earlier in the week; in the convo I said I wanted to watch HSM3.

I had a dream where aliens had invaded the Earth.  However, many of them were in malfunctioning vehicles...  I think the implication was that their main ship had blown up, and all of the debris/escape pods just happened to land on Earth.

The aliens which were trapped were able to send out these psychic screams which would either make people insane, or basically just kill them outright.

Anyway, for whatever reason I was visiting Aaron and we were driving around someplace that was mountainous & cold.  We were in his truck, and the radio wasn't working.  But all of the sudden, it started to pick something up - whistling, like old style radio tubes would do under interference.  Aaron was like "must be one nearby." and started to turn the truck around.

I said something about the radio, and he turned the dial just slightly and we suddenly heard an old style radio program.  It sounded like science fiction from the 20s.  And I was like "DUDE.  This is ours.  They're trying to communicate!"

So, we keep driving until we find the crashed alien ship, and it looks different from all of the other crap around it (and it's only slightly larger than the truck).  We end up getting out of the truck and knocking some mud off of the ship, which allows it to free itself from the rest of the caked on mud and open the front door.

Aaron disappears somewhere, and I'm left standing in front of the ship when a caterpillar about the size of a mastiff comes out, looks at me, and then goes invisible.