Reblogged from nesbittslimesoda
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There's a turd in the punchbowl...
So I have a handful of recurring dreams. Some I hate, like the one where I’m back at high school with no hopes of graduating. Others I like, such as the one where I’m Batman. There’s a third class of recurring dream I have that roughly approximates to “I am very confused by this dream” and last night’s falls under that category.
You see, Internet, I have dreams that Billy Corgan shows up to my house uninvited to play Christmas music in my living room. Typically, he’s non-plussed that I haven’t promoted his unannounced show. In last night’s edition, he was drunk and had bandages over either of his ears and wanted a blanket to cover up with.
LMAO That’s spectacular! Truly, you should sell tickets to your brain. All I ever dream about is being hopelessly lost in the biggest, weirdest college dorm ever. Not quite as cool as it sounds.
(Source: nesbittslimesoda)
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LMAO That’s spectacular! Truly, you should sell tickets...ever dream about is being...
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THAT WAS NO DREAMS
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hman said:
Damn, I thought MY dreams were upsetting.
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