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Hot piratecom chicks naked in your dream ?

Maybe...

Does it involve me with a sadomasochist black suit rid*&*=- a &@+=% @0;3N ?

Of course.

Interesting isn't it ?

It is, of course.
And the mods are all in a private room.

Well maybe you should just tell us what your dream didn't involve, it might be quicker.

Oh god, I'd much rather know what it didn't involve

Harpic fraîcheur wrote:It is, of course.
And the mods are all in a private room.

Naked ?

Probably.

I dreamt about kittens, I'm not entirely sure why.

I had a dream about my mom. My aunt was there occasionally, but she disappeared from time to time (as you do). We were leading this strange man somewhere - though my mother knew him - first from out of his house, then we lost him, traced back to his house; except it wasn't his house - it just looked a lot like the area - then had to lead him to some airport, which of course led us back to his house because logix. But by then we'd brought him to the 'airport' and we were 'back' at his house. The dream ended shortly after. I'm pretty sure we were still supposed to do something, but now I'll never know... haha dreem

Shrooblord wrote:I had a dream about my mom.

Quick someone get dr freud on the phone

March 1, 2015

I dreamt of my crush. The dream started with me jumping on my trampoline that had glitter on top of it. I was listening to Daft Punk's Get Lucky. I then exited my penthouse and walked through the big city. It was there that I bumped into my crush. We caught up and proceeded to walk together. It started to rain and I covered her with my umbrella. We walked until nighttime.

End of dream.

Almost got a boner from that

MrBadGuy wrote:

Shrooblord wrote:I had a dream about my mom.

Quick someone get dr freud on the phone

Yes, hello? City morgue!

Last night I dreamed I was investigating cases of severe environmental damage coming from various houses in my locality, for some reason. Seemingly at least one of the homes housed a family which had recently suffered the loss of a teenage boy. Digging deeper into the case, it turned out that there were deals with the devil (literally) involved, and there were charged objects that needed to be destroyed to restore the peace. Quite fragmented.
But interspersed with all that, I was also using my phone to post here, and I think Candish had somehow got the same avatar as I do, and adopted a similar sig, so people were mixing us up. Fun.

So I had a strange and disquieting dream last night. As it approached its end, the dream was contantly switching between physical space, me using my laptop and me reading a leaflet. It concluded with me being physically exposed/sexually humiliated in order to infect my computer with a nasty virus, because the lines between those realities were nonexistent for some reason. The work of a fat, balding, deceitful older man - Hilary Clinton(?!) helped him at one point. Not rape, not touching, but I still feel violated.

Jewish Candy wrote:[...] fat, balding, deceitful older man [...]

Sounds like me from imco's dream

At least she was still politically correct with that description, calling him an "older man", rather than "owld maan".