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Last night, while encumbered in my bed, I had a notable dream. I dreamt I was a woman. I was dirty, air-headed, blonde Lambrini-girl, short skirt, tight white top. I was in prison visiting my boyfriend. As it was his birthday we were having a surprise birthday-bash for him in the dining hall - which was kitted-out like a primary school disco (balloons and streamers).
We (the other prisoners, the wardens, and me) were having a meal first before the birthday-boy came in (he didn’t get food for some reason). I was at the table with all the wardens, and I’m pretty sure the chief warden was trying to crack onto me, but I shot him down.
Just before the birthday-boy was to be shown in, my girl-friends tied streamers round my face to act as a blind-fold and led me onto the dance floor. The music started (a bit of Whitney if I remember rightly) and I can remember thinking ‘I’m a woman now so I’ll be able to dance properly’. I was wrong of course, I’ll still danced like somebody having a seizure.
The balloons came down as my boyfriend got shown in and everybody applauded. He was already pissed as a fart. He looked kind of like Meatloaf, but shorted and a bit thinner. The striking think was that he had the same sort of look on his face that I get when I’m drunk.
He unwrapped my blindfold and we kissed (ewwwwe!!). It felt the same as a normal kiss, except with a lot more saliva (ewwwwe!!).
I woke up.

What is my brain trying to tell me here?
Should I be lobotomised?

it means you need to playing the field :fluffle: :fluffle: :fluffle: :fluffle: :fluffle:

This is your brain.
This is your brain on drugs.

Any questions? :)

subconscious WTF moment. kind of like when I dreamed that I thought my female roommate was hot, and I consciously think she's a slightly ugly ho.

I think it is a pretty straight forward dream.

You want to be Meatloaf's prison bitch.

I think it is a pretty straight forward dream.

You want to be Meatloaf's prison bitch.
Yeah, seems pretty obvious to me, too.

Last night, while encumbered in my bed, I had a notable dream. I dreamt I was a woman. I was dirty, air-headed, blonde Lambrini-girl, short skirt, tight white top. I was in prison visiting my boyfriend. As it was his birthday we were having a surprise birthday-bash for him in the dining hall - which was kitted-out like a primary school disco (balloons and streamers).
We (the other prisoners, the wardens, and me) were having a meal first before the birthday-boy came in (he didn’t get food for some reason). I was at the table with all the wardens, and I’m pretty sure the chief warden was trying to crack onto me, but I shot him down.
Just before the birthday-boy was to be shown in, my girl-friends tied streamers round my face to act as a blind-fold and led me onto the dance floor. The music started (a bit of Whitney if I remember rightly) and I can remember thinking ‘I’m a woman now so I’ll be able to dance properly’. I was wrong of course, I’ll still danced like somebody having a seizure.
The balloons came down as my boyfriend got shown in and everybody applauded. He was already pissed as a fart. He looked kind of like Meatloaf, but shorted and a bit thinner. The striking think was that he had the same sort of look on his face that I get when I’m drunk.
He unwrapped my blindfold and we kissed (ewwwwe!!). It felt the same as a normal kiss, except with a lot more saliva (ewwwwe!!).
I woke up.

What is my brain trying to tell me here?
Should I be lobotomised?


That sounds exactly like what i did last week...go figure...did this all take place near Bakersfield?

Last night, while encumbered in my bed, I had a notable dream. I dreamt I was a woman. I was dirty, air-headed, blonde Lambrini-girl, short skirt, tight white top. I was in prison visiting my boyfriend. As it was his birthday we were having a surprise birthday-bash for him in the dining hall - which was kitted-out like a primary school disco (balloons and streamers).
We (the other prisoners, the wardens, and me) were having a meal first before the birthday-boy came in (he didn’t get food for some reason). I was at the table with all the wardens, and I’m pretty sure the chief warden was trying to crack onto me, but I shot him down.
Just before the birthday-boy was to be shown in, my girl-friends tied streamers round my face to act as a blind-fold and led me onto the dance floor. The music started (a bit of Whitney if I remember rightly) and I can remember thinking ‘I’m a woman now so I’ll be able to dance properly’. I was wrong of course, I’ll still danced like somebody having a seizure.
The balloons came down as my boyfriend got shown in and everybody applauded. He was already pissed as a fart. He looked kind of like Meatloaf, but shorted and a bit thinner. The striking think was that he had the same sort of look on his face that I get when I’m drunk.
He unwrapped my blindfold and we kissed (ewwwwe!!). It felt the same as a normal kiss, except with a lot more saliva (ewwwwe!!).
I woke up.

What is my brain trying to tell me here?
Should I be lobotomised?

I think Freud would have something to say about that :p

stop toking up before bed

I think Freud would have something to say about that :p
Y'know what? I think you're right.

I think Freud would have something to say about that :p

Was he attracted to Meatloaf as well?

Was he attracted to Meatloaf as well?

i always found Meatloaf kind of attractive...epsecially as Eddie in Rocky Horror

i always found Meatloaf kind of attractive...epsecially as Eddie in Rocky Horror

He oozed liquid sex when he had manboobs in Fight Club.

What is my brain trying to tell me here?


Obviously you are a slutty blond trapped in a man's body. Luckily there is surgery for that. Don't bother with an expensive doctor though, just ice up the old turkey baster and I'll come over with a machete. Best decision you will ever make.