The things my mind comes up with..... O_o
15 years ago
ok....i just had the most odd fucking dream i've ever had and i remember it so vividly too...ok so it starts in a sort of high school classroom where there's like only 10 students (including me) and one of the kids is goofing off playing some game on his PSP. the teacher walks up and confiscates it (obviously XP) and hands each of us a paper with the top part labeled "PUNISHMENT". so...i read this thing and it says we gotta go do community service "because one disobeyed all will eventually disobey."
anyway...i guess it cuts to like an hour later or...a day later....i'm walking around a strip mall-like place (carrying a blue inflatophin mind u) looking for this place to do the service when i'm suddenly dragged into some allyway. some...gangster looking dudes look like their about to beat the crap outta me but decide not to when they hear a siren in the distance, so i bolt for the nearest door and go in. I walk into what looks like a cross between a library and a law firm (XP it's dream, just go with it....) there's like a few old people sitting at desks here reading what look to be magazines. I myself sit down at one of the desks trying to blend in.
Soon some kid dressed in a black robe with red trim comes along carrying a bunch of magazines and hands them to the guy sitting next to me, sort of an old black dude, and i pick up a random one to hide my face. kid asks the old dude if he can be of any more service and he says no, the kid hands him a paper and the old dude signs it, i notice that it's labeled with the same label of the one i got....earlier...(what...i don't kno how much time went by...)
so i kinda start to panic....i hide that paper from everyone trying to get out of that building and run out the front door. This....young looking nun person stops me however and tells me to give her my paper and I comply....with an embarrassed look on my face and she's like "oh! you must be the tenth child for service, please we have much work to do." I stand there stuttering to this woman embarrassed as hell saying things like "i-i-i..I'm so sorry sir...i mean miss, i mean madam.....i didn't know where this place was, I'm not really the bad one" ya kno, trying to explain meaningless stuff to her. she only responds by putting her arm around my shoulder and saying "it is alright child, i know you are not the bad one, however Mr. (insert teacher name here cause i can't remember) has been using this ploy to weed out all the bad kids in his class for years, now come...you have much work to be done"
so with tears in my eyes i tell her thanks and ask if i may use the restroom beforehand and she says yes" so i rush back into the building looking for the restroom, i go into a backroom to what looks like one of those lap-pools like u'd see in a gym and start asking people if they kno where the restroom is, being that the majority of them are old they only reply with a "WHAT?" or "HUH?"
so i finally find some punk rock looking girl, who's about my age and ask her about the RR, she says "find it yourself" and i reply "don't be an ass.." she's like "i'm only joking" and shows me the way back to a room labeled restrooms, oddly....this bell chimes in my head as if i just got a trophy on the PS3. We get to this room and there's liek 20 different doors to choose with labels like "buff men" "old ladies" "old men" "starting men" "middle men" and such liek that. By this time i REALLY have to go and am staring at these doors like wtf...i don't kno what kinda body i have....
and suddenly my real world piss wakes me up (......no i didn't pee the bed btw....) but yea....oddest fucking dream I've ever had.....
so um...what does anyone make of this anyway? besides the obvious "i gotta pee" part. I anxiously await some answers (soon i hope)
-Alexander the Lombax
anyway...i guess it cuts to like an hour later or...a day later....i'm walking around a strip mall-like place (carrying a blue inflatophin mind u) looking for this place to do the service when i'm suddenly dragged into some allyway. some...gangster looking dudes look like their about to beat the crap outta me but decide not to when they hear a siren in the distance, so i bolt for the nearest door and go in. I walk into what looks like a cross between a library and a law firm (XP it's dream, just go with it....) there's like a few old people sitting at desks here reading what look to be magazines. I myself sit down at one of the desks trying to blend in.
Soon some kid dressed in a black robe with red trim comes along carrying a bunch of magazines and hands them to the guy sitting next to me, sort of an old black dude, and i pick up a random one to hide my face. kid asks the old dude if he can be of any more service and he says no, the kid hands him a paper and the old dude signs it, i notice that it's labeled with the same label of the one i got....earlier...(what...i don't kno how much time went by...)
so i kinda start to panic....i hide that paper from everyone trying to get out of that building and run out the front door. This....young looking nun person stops me however and tells me to give her my paper and I comply....with an embarrassed look on my face and she's like "oh! you must be the tenth child for service, please we have much work to do." I stand there stuttering to this woman embarrassed as hell saying things like "i-i-i..I'm so sorry sir...i mean miss, i mean madam.....i didn't know where this place was, I'm not really the bad one" ya kno, trying to explain meaningless stuff to her. she only responds by putting her arm around my shoulder and saying "it is alright child, i know you are not the bad one, however Mr. (insert teacher name here cause i can't remember) has been using this ploy to weed out all the bad kids in his class for years, now come...you have much work to be done"
so with tears in my eyes i tell her thanks and ask if i may use the restroom beforehand and she says yes" so i rush back into the building looking for the restroom, i go into a backroom to what looks like one of those lap-pools like u'd see in a gym and start asking people if they kno where the restroom is, being that the majority of them are old they only reply with a "WHAT?" or "HUH?"
so i finally find some punk rock looking girl, who's about my age and ask her about the RR, she says "find it yourself" and i reply "don't be an ass.." she's like "i'm only joking" and shows me the way back to a room labeled restrooms, oddly....this bell chimes in my head as if i just got a trophy on the PS3. We get to this room and there's liek 20 different doors to choose with labels like "buff men" "old ladies" "old men" "starting men" "middle men" and such liek that. By this time i REALLY have to go and am staring at these doors like wtf...i don't kno what kinda body i have....
and suddenly my real world piss wakes me up (......no i didn't pee the bed btw....) but yea....oddest fucking dream I've ever had.....
so um...what does anyone make of this anyway? besides the obvious "i gotta pee" part. I anxiously await some answers (soon i hope)
-Alexander the Lombax
cheery314
~cheery314
Sorry, I can't read text walls. No offence, but could you use paragraphs?
Lombaxtales13
~lombaxtales13
OP
X3 guess i wasn't thinking straight when i posted this, lemme edit that 4 ya *goes and does so*
cheery314
~cheery314
Wow. I have NO idea what it means.
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