I smell a bit....

Had an ex (Psycho) GF who made me go to dream classes with her, due to her nuttiness (Dreaming or not) , one thing I remember is that they said you will never actually die in a dream? Are they right?

So I had this dream last night that I was on a plane with two other nameless people. The plane was about to crash and we all knew it. We're plunging downward and the actual crash kind of happens in slow motion. I say "Wow. I actually heard the crash!" Then I immediately think "I can't believe that those will be my last words..."

I saw a fireball, my breath was shortened, flames overtook us, then I couldn't breathe, I shuddered, then everything went dark.

I jolted awake from the dream, genuinely surprised that I was actually alive.

It felt amazingly real.

Someone hold me.

Had an ex (Psycho) GF who made me go to dream classes with her, due to her nuttiness (Dreaming or not) , one thing I remember is that they said you will never actually die in a dream? Are they right?

I'll have to pay attention next time but I think I've died in my dreams. I can't really describe death as I've never experienced obviously but in my dreams I'm often in perilous situations where I die. Hit the ground after falling, drown, etc.

I smell a bit....

I'm not an expert in dream analysis or anything but I'm pretty certain this means you were unhappy with Mike Tice last season.

Oh...Eastern Illinois. They contacted me. I didn't take the entrance exam because I had 64 crayons instead of 3. But I loved going through Central Illinois. Watching people on bad cooked up Tide is the best.

I rarely troll.

Where was the raccoon?

Our hotel smelled like dead hooker vagina (before you ask I had gotten a detailed description from beardown)

Flying the plane

There is not a damned thing wrong with people who are bull shitters.

The worst are those sex dreams where you wake up and spend the next twenty minutes desperately trying to reenter, in a manner of speaking.

There is not a damned thing wrong with people who are bull shitters.

[and vichyssoise is cold potato soup and a sausage is an animal's muscles stuffed into its rectum...what's your point

Brandie: Second suitor, would you ever make whoopie in public?
Brodie: I already did once today! But my cousin Walter jerked off in public once. True story. He was on this plane to New Mexico when all of the sudden the hydraulics went. The plane starts spinning around, going out of control, so he figures it's all over and whips it out and starts beating it right there. So all the other passengers take a cue from him and they start whipping it out and beating like mad! So all the passengers are beating off, plummeting to their certain doom, when all of the sudden, the hydraulics kick back in. The plane rights itself and they land safely and everyone puts their penises or, whatever, you know, away and deboard. No one mentions the phenomenon to anyone else.
Gill: Well, did he cum, or what?
Brodie: Jesus Christ, man! There's just some things you don't talk about in public!

When it comes to the Bears, America is just a slobbering shitwagon. Every single opinion of his regarding this team is the most pristine of doomsday horseshit.

And it never works.