Dream 07/30/08
Boy was this a crazy dream. There were some other things that happened earlier with my friend taking my car to do something while I wait for him to meet up with me.. but the real meat of the dream comes in when I'm walking to my friend's friend's apt carrying a small bong in my hand. I see some cops in the distance so I try my best to keep the small glass thing close to my leg and hidden from view as I'm walking past when I hear.. "HEY, what's that guy holding?" I keep walking when I'm confronted by 3 or 4 white guys that start harassing me. I throw it in the bushes before they get close only to find another one in my other hand (that mystically appeared). It seems as if God wants me to get caught holding this thing. During the confrontation I kind of get in a fight but after a few swift attacks I book it to my friend's apartment. I outrun them (I was surprised too) and make it inside. Everyone is all up in arms about it when we hear a bunch of people outside the door.. we start freaking out and grabbing things around the apt as weapons when we hear these loud thuds getting closer and closer to the door. Then BAM, this 300lb linebacker looking hick blasts through the door with about 7 of his friends behind him and we're all freaking out like WTF. Somehow I find a sword in my grasp and I'm extremely hesitant to use it and a couple friends are holding the hilt of the sword with me. Another friend uses a lamp to attack first while the people at the door try to fight back. In a split second reaction, I start stabbing, and since the door is like a choke point, I'm trying to injure them in non-vital areas but I think I may be missing at times and getting a few guys good. All of a sudden they start singing while I'm stabbing them and when they all go down.. I see their cell phones are on. The first thought that runs through my mind is.. SHIT WE'RE BEING SET UP. I kind of freeze for a long time.. partly panic, partly shock from what happened when finally I realize I should start hiding the illegal contraband in the apt. Sure enough right as I'm done the Police show up and we put our hands in the air. This one cop puts his hand around my face, kind of like how you'd squeeze a person's cheeks together with one hand and looks at me like he found the guy. Next he sees another of our group with this crazy huge mustache and says, "There's the thick mustache." While they start rounding up the rest of us. Then I wake up and realize I'm late for work and had slept through the alarm.
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