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Weird lucid dream the other night. Back into the Nazi era and used my iPhone to take a pic. Went back to the future and they had agents chasing me.

Strangest part was; when I went back to sleep the dream kicked off in the same scenario.

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Last night I ended up in a crazy golf course where instead of golf balls I had to hit a sandwich into a sandwich. Got it in two shots, hitting around an uncrossable chasm.

Perfect shot that hit a cheese sandwich into a ham sandwich to create a perfect cheese and ham sandwich. That was just 5% of another crazy dream.

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4 minutes ago, Hedgecutter said:

Last night I ended up in a crazy golf course where instead of golf balls I had to hit a sandwich into a sandwich. Got it in two shots, hitting around an uncrossable chasm.

Perfect shot that hit a cheese sandwich into a ham sandwich to create a perfect cheese and ham sandwich. That was just 5% of another crazy dream.

Fooken 'ell.

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7 hours ago, Miguel Sanchez said:

I have numerous dreams in which I'm driving a car. Or, since I can't drive, trying. I've been in a car once in my life, think I went round in a circle at 15 mph for about thirty seconds. I know the basic principles behind driving, I know how the pedals and the steering wheel work and although I'd probably destroy a gearbox quite quickly I get how it works. Whenever I'm in a car in my dreams I have no sense of co-ordination. The throttle is either on or off and I'm always going far too fast when I'm moving. The wheel is far too large and far too sensitive. Every movement I make throws the car wildly to the side and I'm terrified something horrible is going to happen.

Last night I dreamt I crashed Billy Connolly's car (which was blue) by trying to go through a gap that was too small while going off one of the exits from the Clyde Tunnel. The steering wheel was also on the left rather than the right.

C'mon Miguel, you've not only been in a car once in your life?

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11 hours ago, Miguel Sanchez said:

 I have no sense of co-ordination. The throttle is either on or off and I'm always going far too fast when I'm moving. The wheel is far too large and far too sensitive. Every movement I make throws the car wildly to the side.

I think I was behind you on the A8 yesterday.

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Last night I was in some large village around Ayrshire (a non existent place near Mauchline) and a space station sized satellite crashed into the high street. As a result, everybody who wasn't killed was rather pissed off about losing their mobile phone reception. I then went to a BBQ where nobody had any matches to light the firelighters. I went to the local shop to get some but it was Sunday and it was shut. As a result, we just ate the steaks raw.

There was also a part where I was sitting next to another me that was talking away to someone else in a pub. I was particularly intrigued as to how this other me could possibly be talking in depth about something without me also thinking about it at the same time, questioning whether this person could really be me or one from some parallel universe.

Starks Park also somehow featured, with the West Stand oddly being two tiered and fully terraced.

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12 minutes ago, Miguel Sanchez said:

Well, driven one. I thought the context was obvious unless you were incredulous about me driving a car once in my life in which case yes, I have.

I knew what you meant, but you said it wrong. Don't say things wrong in future please.

Thank you very much.

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I had a recurring dream when I was wee that there was an explosion or a fire in my street and I was like a watchie and had to phone for help. The "phone" was outside and was a huge board with rows of holes in it and balls too big to fit through the holes scattered over it. It worked by placing the balls on the holes to make the number. I could never get it to work and couldn't phone for help and that was when I woke up.
Obviously a reaction to stress somehow but I don't know how because I'd only been about 6 or 7 at the time.
Don't even set fires anymore.

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3 hours ago, stimpy said:

I had a recurring dream when I was wee that there was an explosion or a fire in my street and I was like a watchie and had to phone for help. The "phone" was outside and was a huge board with rows of holes in it and balls too big to fit through the holes scattered over it. It worked by placing the balls on the holes to make the number. I could never get it to work and couldn't phone for help and that was when I woke up.
Obviously a reaction to stress somehow but I don't know how because I'd only been about 6 or 7 at the time.
Don't even set fires anymore.

sounds like Connect 4 anxiety to me... 

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This was all in the same dream;

Was at the last couple of minutes of a Djokovic vs Murray final, Murray winning it with a wee drop shot. As soon as the game finished, I went on to the pitch as it slowly converted from a tennis court to a football pitch (in hindsight, that's a really small pitch).

I did a warm up for a couple of minutes with my teammates (no idea who they were or who I was playing for/against) but the dream then kinda cut to my mates and I standing outside the Riverside Stadium to see Middlesbrough vs Arsenal in the FA cup. It was 1-1 and Arsenal scored (I was in the Arsenal end but don't even support them) late on in what looked like the winner. Middlesbrough then equalised and immediately scored another, only to have it chopped off. For some reason there was an instant replay and I admitted that it didn't look like a foul.

With hundreds of the Arsenal fans leaving, they went up and scored a third and the away end erupted. We were all in a kind of flat terracing and I sprinted about the place trying to find my mates as I'd lost them some time ago.

Eventually, I found my parents outside the ground and walked with them until I found my mates. I stood with them for a wee bit before discarding of a piece of broccoli from my pocket and dropping it into a really muddy puddle. I soon shat myself as I noticed there was a police car right next to me and thought I'd get done for littering.

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Going on to a pitch might be a sign that you are conscious of yourself in public smpar.

I've been thinking about getting back into playing football recently so I just assumed that was why I dreamt that particular bit.
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2 hours ago, smpar said:

 went on to the pitch as it slowly converted from a tennis court to a football pitch (in hindsight, that's a really small pitch).

I did a warm up for a couple of minutes with my teammates (no idea who they were or who I was playing for/against)

 

1 hour ago, smpar said:


I've been thinking about getting back into playing football recently 

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"Maybe I'll see if he fancies playing on Saturday"

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"Maybe I'll see if he fancies playing on Saturday"

I drank heavily and ate a lot of shite over the Christmas period, and I still reckon I'm in better shape than Lawrence Shankland.
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I hope big Wedderburn splits you in half. 

He probably could as well, probably has a fucking heafer of a boaby under they shorts.

Or is that not what you meant?
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