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oh man i just had some weird ass/awesome dreams.
the first one took place outside in a parking lot of wal-mart or something. a few of my friends .i don't really remember who was there, i know gary and george were definitely there. but i don't think anyone else was. okay so we are all smokin a cigarette sittin on my truck, when these fucking black vans come flying out of no where and are speeding right toward us.i got a creepy feeling so i stood up on my truck and these guys skreeeched to a stop and got out of the car. they said we better go with them or else we would die. so we all start walking to their van but then i realize i'm in a dream and there is no fucking way i'm gettin in that van. so i just flip out and start punching and kicking at two of the guys. gary and george started doing the same so eventually it was just one on one since there was three dudes. i can remember blocking every fucking punch this guy tried to throw at me. then the dream cut to my bedroom. my bed was covered in blood and the guy i was just fighting was laying there not moving. i kept punching him, but then he coughed up a whole peach! there was only one bite out of it. so weirddd. then he fucking woke up and he was like. what's going on? i didn't say anything i just looked at him. his face looked so fucked up! i can picture it right now. then he pulls out a gun and points it at me. i wonder why he didn't use that shit earlier. but i dove at the gun, and i turned the gun to his forehead and pulled the trigger. ahh so fucking weird. but then i got up and walked out of my room and i was in wal-mart again. but for some reason those guys were in there chasing me around. it was so gay, they had a gun taht shot out bumble bee heat seeking bullets that buzzzzz really loud when they get close to you. it was crazy. so i ran outside and asked anyone outside if they had a gun. hah.
no one did. no one wanted to help me either. oh well. i had a few other dreams about school, and this old diner in vermont. but. if you wanna know ask. i gotta go pick up fred and bring him to taft because walking is gay. and he's cool. alll righttt/
i like dreaming.
george is ridiculous.
TonyHankFalcon3: I had mad jello shots and then we went to walmart and they wouldn't let me buy a bb gun
the first one took place outside in a parking lot of wal-mart or something. a few of my friends .i don't really remember who was there, i know gary and george were definitely there. but i don't think anyone else was. okay so we are all smokin a cigarette sittin on my truck, when these fucking black vans come flying out of no where and are speeding right toward us.i got a creepy feeling so i stood up on my truck and these guys skreeeched to a stop and got out of the car. they said we better go with them or else we would die. so we all start walking to their van but then i realize i'm in a dream and there is no fucking way i'm gettin in that van. so i just flip out and start punching and kicking at two of the guys. gary and george started doing the same so eventually it was just one on one since there was three dudes. i can remember blocking every fucking punch this guy tried to throw at me. then the dream cut to my bedroom. my bed was covered in blood and the guy i was just fighting was laying there not moving. i kept punching him, but then he coughed up a whole peach! there was only one bite out of it. so weirddd. then he fucking woke up and he was like. what's going on? i didn't say anything i just looked at him. his face looked so fucked up! i can picture it right now. then he pulls out a gun and points it at me. i wonder why he didn't use that shit earlier. but i dove at the gun, and i turned the gun to his forehead and pulled the trigger. ahh so fucking weird. but then i got up and walked out of my room and i was in wal-mart again. but for some reason those guys were in there chasing me around. it was so gay, they had a gun taht shot out bumble bee heat seeking bullets that buzzzzz really loud when they get close to you. it was crazy. so i ran outside and asked anyone outside if they had a gun. hah.
no one did. no one wanted to help me either. oh well. i had a few other dreams about school, and this old diner in vermont. but. if you wanna know ask. i gotta go pick up fred and bring him to taft because walking is gay. and he's cool. alll righttt/
i like dreaming.
george is ridiculous.
TonyHankFalcon3: I had mad jello shots and then we went to walmart and they wouldn't let me buy a bb gun