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Post by Kender on Aug 26, 2005 18:47:16 GMT -5
All the threads here are titled abit too similar. If you make a thread here in Dreams, try to make a more specific title to your thread that pertains to the subject. That way people will be able to tell the difference between the various threads and want to read them.
Please try to check your posts for spelling and grammar before you post. No one really wants to read a post that is ...TyPeD lyke this!!one!! or full of spelling errors. If it is hard to make out, it will either be edited or deleted, depending on the mood of the mod/admin who gets to it.
NO FLAME WARS!! NO FIGHTING!! Take that to the "Arena"
Respect the dreams/views of others.
If you are going to comment on someones dream. Please try to make it an actual post of more than just a word or two. "weird, hmmm, thats strange, happenes to me too, etc etc" are not posts. These people take the time to type out their dreams because they obviouslly want some feedback on what you other people here think. Please do not be insulting by not even taking the time to read the post but, still giving a bullshit reply. Also, even if you have read the full post but, have nothing worthwhile to add. Keep your mouth shut.
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Andy
The master of Pr0n
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Post by Andy on Aug 29, 2005 13:59:53 GMT -5
My last dream took place in an apartment building that i've had a dream about before, except last time there were spiders and webs on the floor everywhere so i couldn't see my feet, or what was on my feet. This time it started in a makeshift bar inside the apartment, Vera was the bartender and you had a funny smile on your face the whole time, you kinda looked like Quark for some reason, its not my fault. Anyway, I was sitting in a recliner next to Bhudda, thats my boss' name, seperated by a small end table watching two small t.v. screens, one above the other. I don't remember what was playing, it was a bit like the sim's, just random images replaying and out of focus. Vera kept giving me funny looks while he was talking to me about how terrible a job I'm doing in the bookstore, then my dad called me in the other room to ask me if the nurse was still here, she had some questions about an investigation of someone i watched get beat up, not in real life, just the dream, i dont know why it was a nurse and not a cop, anyway. The phone rang and i saw Bhudda on the other end of the apartment get up to answer it with a pissed off, how come no one got up to answer the phone, expression on his face. My dad chimed in with, " I like when he answers the phone, he always has something rude to say to people"... I walked into another room and there was some guy i've never seen before putting money in a meter next to the bed, to buy time to sleep i guess. I woke up, the moral, even in dreams you can't always kill your boss, sometimes he just ends up telling you what a bad job you're doing before you wake up to go work. I dont know what all the rest of it was about...
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Post by Kender on Aug 29, 2005 19:41:31 GMT -5
I LOOKED LIKE QUARK!?! LOL you jerk
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