So, my dad's family hosted a sixteen year-old Korean dude last year, right? The Korean kid come back this year and he had such a great time that he convinced his sister to be hosted at the family next door. Within just a couple weeks, the sister has already gushed to her family about how awesome both families are and lo and behold, we've all been invited to a badass Labor Day vacation in Motherfucking Seoul, Korea! Shit's amazing, there's a super-amazing-rich-tastic uncle who paid for all the flights, hotels and transportation. All we had to do was take a ferry outside of Seoul to his bitchin' personal island!
So, we all get to the ferry and luckily it takes Visa, so all I have to do is snag a ticket and ... oh, shit, I don't speak Korean and this automated ticket dispenser doesn't have an English option.
Shit.
Okay, just punch the same buttons everyone else did, they just followed the directions on the little piece of paper ... wait, what the fuck? Where's my paper? Why didn't I get instructions? Shiiiiiiiiiit. Okay, think, it was *that* button and then *this* button and .... fuck, wrong order. Okay, let's ask this guy behind the ... salad bar? Why is there a salad bar at a ferry landing? Hey, guy, do you speak English at all? Great! What buttons do I push? What? MY FAMILY LEFT FOR DADDY-WARBUCKS ISLAND WITHOUT ME?!?
WHAT THE FUCK, DAD?!?
And then I woke up one minute before my alarm to get up and go to work, frustrated that I had missed a magical Korean vacation in Slumberland.
What the fuck did I eat to prompt that dream?
....
Dreams are amazing, yo.
They can elicit some powerful emotions, scare the ever living shit out of us, unlock beautiful memories and just plain make us ask, 'Da fuq?'
Dreams can be amazingly surreal and break the laws of physics every other second or they can be hyper-realistic and make us feel like we're wide awake and everything is actually happening.
Dreams can reveal our hearts' desire or they can be a random string of concepts and ideas, just our subconscious minds dumping out all the useless information of the day and categorizing the rest.
Dreams can be full of portent and meaning about our future and our past or they can be the mad ravings of a pepperoni pizza with magic mushroom slices.
Tell me your dreams, SE++.
p.s.
As much as possible, this should be a judgement-free thread; if your dreams are about slathering chunky peanut butter onto a porterhouse steak, feel free to expound about your mad cravings for beef and peanuts, just don't let it get too lascivious. As has been mentioned before, this is a 13+ forum, so if you have a hot-and-heavy dreamtime recollection that you absolutely must share, keep the graphic nature to a minimum and respect the young folks. Finally, if you have some mad-scary nightmare that refuses to let you sleep properly and you found the perfect creepy picture to showcase exactly what it was, it's just like this, you guys, look at how fucked up this thing is ....
... show some fucking decorum and put that shit in a NSFW spoiler or whatnot, we don't need anybody losing their jobs, not in this economy.
So, we all get to the ferry and luckily it takes Visa, so all I have to do is snag a ticket and ... oh, shit, I don't speak Korean and this automated ticket dispenser doesn't have an English option.
Shit.
Okay, just punch the same buttons everyone else did, they just followed the directions on the little piece of paper ... wait, what the fuck? Where's my paper? Why didn't I get instructions? Shiiiiiiiiiit. Okay, think, it was *that* button and then *this* button and .... fuck, wrong order. Okay, let's ask this guy behind the ... salad bar? Why is there a salad bar at a ferry landing? Hey, guy, do you speak English at all? Great! What buttons do I push? What? MY FAMILY LEFT FOR DADDY-WARBUCKS ISLAND WITHOUT ME?!?
WHAT THE FUCK, DAD?!?
And then I woke up one minute before my alarm to get up and go to work, frustrated that I had missed a magical Korean vacation in Slumberland.
What the fuck did I eat to prompt that dream?
....
Dreams are amazing, yo.
They can elicit some powerful emotions, scare the ever living shit out of us, unlock beautiful memories and just plain make us ask, 'Da fuq?'
Dreams can be amazingly surreal and break the laws of physics every other second or they can be hyper-realistic and make us feel like we're wide awake and everything is actually happening.
Dreams can reveal our hearts' desire or they can be a random string of concepts and ideas, just our subconscious minds dumping out all the useless information of the day and categorizing the rest.
Dreams can be full of portent and meaning about our future and our past or they can be the mad ravings of a pepperoni pizza with magic mushroom slices.
Tell me your dreams, SE++.
p.s.
As much as possible, this should be a judgement-free thread; if your dreams are about slathering chunky peanut butter onto a porterhouse steak, feel free to expound about your mad cravings for beef and peanuts, just don't let it get too lascivious. As has been mentioned before, this is a 13+ forum, so if you have a hot-and-heavy dreamtime recollection that you absolutely must share, keep the graphic nature to a minimum and respect the young folks. Finally, if you have some mad-scary nightmare that refuses to let you sleep properly and you found the perfect creepy picture to showcase exactly what it was, it's just like this, you guys, look at how fucked up this thing is ....
... show some fucking decorum and put that shit in a NSFW spoiler or whatnot, we don't need anybody losing their jobs, not in this economy.