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Post by Tranq on Feb 23, 2004 20:14:16 GMT -5
 Last night I had a dream in which our lady, Vivian Schilling, walked up to me at a concession stand and demanded that I buy her a soft drink. "Why, Vivian," I replied, "aren't those things bad for your flawlwess complextion?" "Bow before me, heathen!!" she screamed, "you will do as I command!" Then my dream morphed into something else. But, hey! Has our lovely Vivian Schilling appeared in any of your dreams?#nosmileys |
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Post by nightfalcawk on Feb 23, 2004 20:18:26 GMT -5
Last night I had a dream in which our lady, Vivian Schilling, walked up to me at a concession stand and demanded that I buy her a soft drink. "Why, Vivian," I replied, "aren't those things bad for your flawlwess complextion?" "Bow before me, heathen!!" she screamed, "you will do as I command!" Then my dream morphed into something else. But, hey! Has our lovely Vivian Schilling appeared in any of your dreams? In my nightmares. If you like Kevin Bacon. Check out some sexy pics here: www.vivianschilling.comHappy nightmares, and be sure to check out Quietus and other Vivian Schilling books and movies. |
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Post by Tranq on Feb 23, 2004 20:51:40 GMT -5
In my nightmares. If you like Kevin Bacon. Check out some sexy pics here: www.vivianschilling.comHappy nightmares, and be sure to check out Quietus and other Vivian Schilling books and movies. I have been to that site. I love Vivian. She hasn't emailed me back yet.  |
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Post by nightfalcawk on Feb 23, 2004 20:55:48 GMT -5
A bit of a dominatrix if you ask me.  |
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Post by Mister Wilbur on Feb 23, 2004 20:56:53 GMT -5
You have some odd dreams, I wonder if you can induce a wierd dream?
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Post by Tranq on Feb 23, 2004 20:57:42 GMT -5
You have some odd dreams, I wonder if you can induce a wierd dream? yes. |
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Post by Mister Wilbur on Feb 23, 2004 22:20:03 GMT -5
How?
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Post by Domi on Feb 23, 2004 23:10:30 GMT -5
Drink plenty of citrus before bed time. |
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Post by mightyjack on Feb 24, 2004 1:02:05 GMT -5
I once had a dream about Vivian Vance. Does that count?
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Post by Tranq on Feb 24, 2004 14:13:27 GMT -5
It's so easy that a 5 year old can do it. With 30 years of practice, of course. ;) |
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Post by Mister Wilbur on Feb 25, 2004 0:26:29 GMT -5
The only dream I remeber having recently is one where my house becomes surrounded by aliens, I run out of the house screaming waving a pistol around and I start shooting at them, the gun dosen't work and I woke up.
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Post by TomServo69 on Feb 25, 2004 0:51:04 GMT -5
The only dream I remeber having recently is one where my house becomes surrounded by aliens, I run out of the house screaming waving a pistol around and I start shooting at them, the gun dosen't work and I woke up. Wow, that's pretty tame compared to some that I have. The one where the house was firebombed and I got in the rifle fight with my dad outside the burning house. That was crazy. Or the one where I turned into a being of light and could see many different points at one time. Talk about a sensory overload. Servo |
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Post by Tranq on Feb 25, 2004 12:40:22 GMT -5
I have this strange recurring dream where I'm stranded in this small town that's inhabited by normal folk and zombie/aliens. In the dream I always begin at "the Big White House" and steal an old Ford truck. Then I start meeting people from past dreams I've had. There's a woman, a small child, an old man that lives in a tall, greasy, smoky tower that has lots of chains hanging all over and the zombie/aliens.
The strange thing about this dream is that it continues from the last. Like a Dream series. The beginning is always the same, but, after a while it starts to get exciting and adventurous.
Another strange thing........one day I was driving around in Arkansas and passed through a small town that looked exactley like the town in my dreams. I had NEVER been to this town before.
Creepy.
It must have been the roses...........
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Post by nightfalcawk on Feb 25, 2004 21:26:30 GMT -5
In my worst ever dream I was being chased by a guy dressed up by the Grim Reaper carrying a rusty butcher knife. In the beginning he kills a roomful of people and hung their bodies in life-like poses. There was blood on the wall saying "Your blood is the only that can sate my thirst." When I walk in the door is hung with bones and all of a sudden the people come alive- and it scares the hell out of me! They have no eyes and the point to me. Then I hear a whak - the evil guy has buried his knife into my leg. The dead guys scream and walk towards me and the evil guy raises his bloody, rusty knife to strike again. Then I run through a corridor filled with door. The door knobs have dragons on them. As I run they seem to have an amimation effect in which they open up their mouths and bite me to hold me in place. Their eyes glow red and the evil guy is directly behind me. I ralize the corridor is endless so I twist one of the dragons and run through the door where the room of the living dead is. They continue to walk toward me, but there is a window of darkness nearby. I jump through it and fall into a sewer. The evil guy is walking behind me slowly and the sewage water is so thick it holds me in place. The evil guy hisses and th knife nearly hits when I wake up.
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Post by nightfalcawk on Feb 25, 2004 21:28:27 GMT -5
I have this strange recurring dream where I'm stranded in this small town that's inhabited by normal folk and zombie/aliens. In the dream I always begin at "the Big White House" and steal an old Ford truck. Then I start meeting people from past dreams I've had. There's a woman, a small child, an old man that lives in a tall, greasy, smoky tower that has lots of chains hanging all over and the zombie/aliens. The strange thing about this dream is that it continues from the last. Like a Dream series. The beginning is always the same, but, after a while it starts to get exciting and adventurous. Another strange thing........one day I was driving around in Arkansas and passed through a small town that looked exactley like the town in my dreams. I had NEVER been to this town before. Creepy. It must have been the roses........... Creepy part - went to the same building a month later. Same seemingly endless corridor with a room the same as in the living dead room. I cut my leg there.  |
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