Weird Ass Dreams

Blitzkrieg

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I'm sure we've all had them but maybe none crazier than the dream I had last night. Usually I don't remember mine but this really stuck with me..

It starts out as a normal day. I'm getting ready to go somewhere with my Father and a couple friends. My house looks a little different than my real house but still quite similar. As I'm tying my shoes, I hear a loud bang on my door. I'm like wtf? So I answer the door and it's this kid maybe around 16-years old. He's acting hysterical. He's got sweat pouring down his face, he says that we have to help him and his friends. They've (from what he said) been exposed to some kind of virus through wristbands/watches (of all things) they purchased from a guy on the street.

So we drive down the street to check out his friends who are sitting around in a daze. I'm like ok.. I'll go call an ambulance quickly.. I rush into the house, call it, come back out and someone is speeding off with my SUV. I'm pissed.

But not pissed off enough to ruin my birthday party later that night. Fast-forward to the party and I'm having a blast. Everyone I've ever met is basically in attendance. We're drinking, dancing to bad music.. there's lots of food. Huge. The party gets broken up by some rather loud noises in the attic. WTF? We check out the attic.. something.. a shadow darts out the window..look outside, nothing there.

Next day.. I wake up, and I get a call.. it's the police. "We've found your SUV, it's unharmed and safe.. in Toronto." Toronto? Ok, I'll be there in a couple days, I'm too busy, getting ready for a Mardi Gras type of party down the street later that night. There's not really anything like Mardi Gras on my main street but oh well.. lol.. It's still light out when we're getting ready to go, we all jump in another SUV.. but we hear those same loud noises from under the car.. One of my friends jumps out and looks under the car but doesn't see anything. He pulls out a firearm and shoots underneath to make sure..WTF? Since when do my friends carry weapons?

Anyway.. the Mardi Gras thing is nuts. dudes on tricycles blowing torches and shit. I'm bullshitting with everyone I've ever known..

I get back to the house and more loud noises.. We check, nothing there. I get fed up the next day and buy and new heavy duty steel door with a huge deadbolt lock.. As we're trying to figure out how to work the thing.. we see shadows coming at us from a distance and the same loud noises.. We're trying to get it shut..

End of dream.

Beaker

Won't you be my neighbor?

U MAD