I dream about s*x. a lot

What is s*x? six? sax? I know! tube sox!

excuse my taste in humour FF but i personally thught that was a groaner. i was browsing thru books in the shop some time ago and came across a book on nightmares.. it was talking about different types of meanings of different dreams. apparently ther's a psychological meaning attached to different types, like flying or going nekkid to places that you go to daily..(i think that means you need a little variation in your daily routine)

@Locotus: Yeah, I kinda figured that one out myself. I also have a lot of Déjavu's from time to time. I guess it's got something to do with it.

Anyway, I took on three Liberty Cruisers last night, with a Wookie Bowcaster
I just bought Jedi Outcast and played it all weekend, so that could be an explanation.

And before anyone starts rambling on about Jedi Academy being out and all that: I know I just wanted to play that game. I finished the demo a lot of times and been looking for it forever. Last Thursday I finaly found it and I bought it instantly.

@Kimk: I got another one for ya: FF's joke sux

Edited by - Nickless on 22-09-2003 12:45:27

Goddamn, it's supposed to suck ever heard of satire?

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@nickless, high five to the commodores!!
@FF, handing out sad jokes to the general public is-not-a-satire. try some of your driving ones again.

btw, do not question my statement for i am

da astronomer

That was a JOKE?! Hmm... Interesting.
Weird, dream, huh? Try this on for size: You're in the middle of a desert, and acid is raining like hell... Oh the pain... (yes, I actually dreamt that... ouch.)


Careful what you wish... You might just get it.

I killed a man in my dream, skinned him, and wore his flesh like a suit. Then when I woke up, I was covered in blood and a totally messed up leather jacket.

deviant, wtf?

"What? Another girl! Tell me my boy. *whispers* what have you been doing?" - Tobias

HEY, FF! What's up, bro? Do you wanna buy another scalp?

Edited by - Deviant on 22-09-2003 21:55:06

...or a leather jacket

Maybe someone has already posted this, but I skipped most of the posts so I wouldn't know.

I sometime have these things called "waking dreams," where you realize that you're in a dream and you take it over. IT FEELS REAL....and no, I don't do drugs. You would think that that in itself would be wierd enough, BUT NO!!! As it turns out, about 2 years after the first of these dreams, The Matrix comes out. I was FREAKED OUT. The very first dream, I was wearing a trench coat out in the middle of an open field. I suddenly realized that I was dreaming. I was so tired at the time that, instead of waking up, I decided to stay in the dream. So I started playing around with it. I kicked up a big wind from the other side of the field, which caught the trench coat, and lifted me into the air. The last thing I remember about that particular dream is a severe feeling of distress as to how I was going to get down without killing myself.

Wierd, huh?

I've had a dream in a language I don't know that well. French. Very weird, as I'm only marginally okay in my FSL classes. (Of course, since it was my dream, I knew what the people were saying. Weird.)

Another thing weird about this one dream was that it was about the same length as a commercial.
Even though I understood the words then, I've forgotten the words now.
Anyway, this teacher comes along (on the top of what I guess was a castle, only it had modern benches and stuff... think one of those old schools made out of stone. At any rate it was outside) and, of course, she's a younger teacher, and rather, *ahem* nice looking. A couple of students (I think they were about 5th-7th grade.) say something to the teacher, and the teacher says something back. Obviously the teacher is majorly stressed out. (Because you always *know* in dreams.)
Oh, I remember she was carrying a breifcase. A light, bright-coloured (grey or silver.) one.
Anyway, the teacher unlocks the classroom door, and it's completely dark. I forget how, but the next thing I remember about it was somehow she was kissing a man in the darkness of the classroom (obviously to do with the stress), and somehow some students see them (I forget if they walk in the door, or some have always been in the room.)

(And, I wish that man could've been me. Except he was ten years older than me, and much more handsome than I could ever be. )

Strange.


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