"The lesson here is that dreams inevitable lead to hideous implosions."
Invader Zim
I had a dream the other night. In the dream I was responsible for setting up decorations for a wedding reception. The problem I faced was that I couldn't park my car near the door to the building in which the reception was being held and I had a bunch of big bins full of decorations that I needed to get in the building. So I parked my car at the bottom of a hill, as close to the door as possible. Luckily two guys came along and helped me. One of them was someone from my highschool, Lance Thompson. The other one was Marshal, from the tv show How I Met Your Mother. It was an odd dream.
black & decker dustbuster
2 years ago
2 comments:
2 nights after you told me your dream, I dreamt me, you, Becky, and Mom were back in Hawaii. We were looking for Mom, but instead we found Lance.
I'm pretty sure all this Lance dreaming has to do with Becky somehow.
Lance Thompson, huh? Very interesting. I hope it has nothing to do with me. I hope I don't dream about him next.
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