Just something really odd. Had this dream a little while back. And NO I was not on Pot, salvia, crack, or LSD at the time. Spoilered for some suggestive content and foul language.
[spoiler:2b1v17ym]The other night I had one of the craziest dreams, since my dancing cow suit, bitch slap robert plant one, when I was 3. And I can say this without blowing it out of proportion. This was the most disturbing dream that I had and ever will, for the rest of my life. SOOOO here it is.
It starts off with Micheal Jackson dying (for the first time) but it was in a starbucks where he was chocking on the foam from his coffee. Um. Wtf? Then, all the people in the starbucks end up going to the Jackson Funeral, a few week later. Everyone was dressed up all fancy and what not, except the priest who turned out to be JEWISH wearing a pink tux. Someone seemed to want to go the extra mile.
Right as the ceremony began, out of NOWHERE, Bob Dylan BASHES through the door and points to the coffin with an evil scowl. I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL! He screamed out, while lunging at Michaels, now responsive body. He jumps out of the coffin but it was to late. Bob Dylan got a hold of him, and both of them smashed out a window, where they battled in the air for around 20 second before falling to the ground below.
Michael was victorious, as he landed on top of bobs body, and maraculously surviving that long drop. After, there was a large ceremony in which Jackson was honored for slaying the evil Tambourine Man and givin the key to Gotham City. He stepped out into the crowd of people, with nothing but suspenders and his penis in his hand, to say Thank you everyone. It feels like a license plate. a HEEEE HEEE! OOOOOOOOOOO![/spoiler:2b1v17ym]
[spoiler:2b1v17ym]The other night I had one of the craziest dreams, since my dancing cow suit, bitch slap robert plant one, when I was 3. And I can say this without blowing it out of proportion. This was the most disturbing dream that I had and ever will, for the rest of my life. SOOOO here it is.
It starts off with Micheal Jackson dying (for the first time) but it was in a starbucks where he was chocking on the foam from his coffee. Um. Wtf? Then, all the people in the starbucks end up going to the Jackson Funeral, a few week later. Everyone was dressed up all fancy and what not, except the priest who turned out to be JEWISH wearing a pink tux. Someone seemed to want to go the extra mile.
Right as the ceremony began, out of NOWHERE, Bob Dylan BASHES through the door and points to the coffin with an evil scowl. I THOUGHT WE HAD SOMETHING SPECIAL! He screamed out, while lunging at Michaels, now responsive body. He jumps out of the coffin but it was to late. Bob Dylan got a hold of him, and both of them smashed out a window, where they battled in the air for around 20 second before falling to the ground below.
Michael was victorious, as he landed on top of bobs body, and maraculously surviving that long drop. After, there was a large ceremony in which Jackson was honored for slaying the evil Tambourine Man and givin the key to Gotham City. He stepped out into the crowd of people, with nothing but suspenders and his penis in his hand, to say Thank you everyone. It feels like a license plate. a HEEEE HEEE! OOOOOOOOOOO![/spoiler:2b1v17ym]
