I had a dream last night where Duane Albert accidentally killed someone. As a result, he locked his roommates (myself and two fictitious other people) in the basement of the house and killed our relatives if they came looking for us. He also gave us presents, which we figured out over time were the belongings of these relatives. Then, when he really needed to get rid of us, he sold us to a slave colony, where we had to dress like the Amish. Luckily, I could fly, so I escaped. In trying to get back home, I met three My Little Pony that could turn into people (their human forms were the cast of the L word) and we lived on the lam. Eventually, we took classes at a local community college and performed a song and dance number, wearing all gold spray paint. After the dance, everyone was amazed (of course) and we escaped with our dance teacher... If anyone really wants to know what goes on in my head, this dream almost sums it up.
Posted on: Tue, 06 Jan 2015 15:38:57 +0000
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