Jason had a dream that we lived in Florida and he worked at a pirate store.
Sounds kinda nice!
Then there's me. I had a dream that I was shooting a bunch of people with illegal weapons.
I blame Sons of Anarchy and their KG9 storyline because that's what I was using.
It was very quiet and peaceful for a big gun.
I was in a place that looked very much like my high school. I kept opening doors to see who was in the rooms. Ya know...to see if it was someone I wanted to shoot or not.
I'd very quietly open the door to peek in. I kept coming across rooms of children sleeping. I wasn't going to shoot children, sleeping or not, so I'd close the door and move on. I found a room of teenage-ish boys and they were apparently up for grabs. I didn't shoot the 2 geeky ones because they were friends of someone else and I said "friends of so-and-so were friends of mine."
I later went outside with some other people who were similar to people I went to high school with. Suddenly a volleyball came flying at me from the air and I shot it. It made a little ~pop~ noise, which was apparently hilarious because I laaaaughed and laughed.
There was a less creepy dream on that night as well but of course I don't remember that one. The peaceful murder dreams are more memorable apparently.
I think Jason's dream plans are a better idea than mine.
Sounds kinda nice!
Then there's me. I had a dream that I was shooting a bunch of people with illegal weapons.
I blame Sons of Anarchy and their KG9 storyline because that's what I was using.
It was very quiet and peaceful for a big gun.
I was in a place that looked very much like my high school. I kept opening doors to see who was in the rooms. Ya know...to see if it was someone I wanted to shoot or not.
I'd very quietly open the door to peek in. I kept coming across rooms of children sleeping. I wasn't going to shoot children, sleeping or not, so I'd close the door and move on. I found a room of teenage-ish boys and they were apparently up for grabs. I didn't shoot the 2 geeky ones because they were friends of someone else and I said "friends of so-and-so were friends of mine."
I later went outside with some other people who were similar to people I went to high school with. Suddenly a volleyball came flying at me from the air and I shot it. It made a little ~pop~ noise, which was apparently hilarious because I laaaaughed and laughed.
There was a less creepy dream on that night as well but of course I don't remember that one. The peaceful murder dreams are more memorable apparently.
I think Jason's dream plans are a better idea than mine.
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