Jan 12, 2006 12:42
I had another one of those disturbing mass murder dreams. It might have to do from seeing that movie Hostel, which by the way I thought sucked ass. Quentin Terintino is a huge pervert. In my dream David, Meg, Kay, Julie, Petra, Bree, a mexican woman, her 20 mexican children, my father who was always holding a fish taco, my sisters, and I were constantly being chased by psychopaths. It started out as a end of the year party that we were having in an abandoned house that was convieniently connected to a chop shop. None of us got killed luckily, but a lot of people who I didn't know who they were had. They were all dressed in black and used fly paper to catch you and then they hung you up by your feet from the fly paper and cut off your feet. And I hope this doesn't mean anything, but after one guy got his feet cut off, they took one of those radiculously large Mario Brothers sledge hammers and knocked a 3 foot PVC pipe in their ass. Like I said, I don't understand it, nor want to understand the consquences of understanding it. One point in my dream I went to go get the keys from the van thats in a store parking lot, in which I had to go through the side door because when we went to Mexico someone failed attempt to steal our van knocked both the key holes out of the driver and passenger seats. So, I'm crawling around to the dashboard to get the keys, shutting the door behind me, and automatically the door I'm closest to opens, So I shut it as fast as I could and then all the doors of the van open and won't shut no matter how hard I try. At this point I can see the psychos with their chainsaws, fly paper, and PVC pipes running after me. So, I run inside the store, and the psychos start killing people left and right, either with chainsaw hacking, fly paper suffocation, or PVC anal probe enhancers. I made it out of their with my family through the back way and we all got the van and drove off. I went to a shack were all the friends were still at partyin' and tried to explain to everyone that the psychos were on their way. Julie, Kay, and Petra were singing Karaoke Revolution and Meg and David were both taking shots. The mexican woman was the only one that was paying attention, so I told her in spanish what was going on,.. at that very moment she grabbed her 20 children in her hands and ran out screaming uncomprehendable babble. Finally I got around to telling everyone and we all ran to a hospital were children were beating up the children on life support and it was absolutely horrid. I hope I'm never on life support in fear that a gang of children are going to go and beat the shit outta me.
The rest is a blur.. , but if I remember anything else I will type it up.