![]() 09/28/2013 at 15:31 • Filed to: dreamlopnik | ![]() | ![]() |
In keeping with the Nighthawk tradition of weird dreams, last night I dreamt that there was a deranged man holding his family hostage in my grandmother's house (how'd he get in?).
I entered the house unaware of this, and spotted a lady sitting in a rocking chair on the balcony who seemed to be in extreme pain. As I got closer to check on her, her body goes limp and I see a syringe on the floor filled with an orange liquid. Just then, I hear a child scream and I see a disheveled looking man run out to the balcony, shoots me a psychotic leer and proceeds to grab the syringe and punches me in the face with it held between his fingers.
Naturally this causes me to wake up rather abruptly, so I sit up in my bed for a while before going back to sleep.
Now I'm dreaming again, this time driving through a small town in a Koenigsegg (Aww Yeah) when a friend of mine waves at me and I stop to pick him up. As we are driving along to his house, for the pizza party apparently, he remarks on how it's good to see me out of the hospital. "Hospital?" I say. "Yeah William, after that one psychopath that killed his family poisoned you with neurotoxin". I'm thinking about what he said for a bit and then he tells me " It's a good thing you had eaten that pizza before hand. It acted as an antidote for the neurotoxin he injected you with".
"WAT?" I think to myself as we head into his house for the pizza party.
I wake up again and then it hits me that the events of the second dream referenced the first dream I had that night, which is pretty damn cool. Quite an interesting way to wake up on a Saturday morning.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 15:38 |
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Don't get me wrong dude, but the expression "you've been watching too many films" is the best one to describe the situation you present.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 15:39 |
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You can thank Netflix for that.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 16:06 |
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Dude, that wasnt a dream we found you at your grandma's house and brought you to the hospital ourselves, then Jeff bought you a Koenigsegg. I cant beleive you dont remeber any of this.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 16:08 |
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You flew all the way to the Caribbean, for me? I'm touched.
Also, Good Guy Jeff.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 16:14 |
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When your friend is the workds largest pizza distributer few things are out of reach.
P.S. Jeff wants to know wether you're coming to the pizza party if so he'll send the jet down immediately to pick you up.
![]() 09/28/2013 at 16:22 |
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Tell Jeff of course.