(via qwj) I had a dream that Andy broke up with me.   I went to some celebrity awards night where I saw Conan O’Brien and the cast of That 70s Show.  After a failed attempt of trying to hook up with Eric Foreman, I decided to go for Hyde.  We ran to the back of the building and ended up in some department store.  We tried to find a decent place to have sex, but the cops found us.  Hyde made me hide his weed in my pants.  After we tricked the cops, we ran to this hotel where Megan Fox was the front desk girl.  She let us in. Hyde turned into some freaky short guy I used to work with and he showed me his wiener and it was all shriveled, skinny, and pointy.  I decided I didn’t want to have sex with him anymore.  While he was in the bathroom of our hotel room, I made a run for it down the hall.  The hotel was really, really shitty.  I hid in a disgusting bathroom with shit, piss, rust and sluts everywhere.  I spent about twenty minutes trying to get down from the 7th floor to the main lobby by secretly jumping and hiding behind big plants because apparently I felt I was on the most wanted list. I finally made it to the lobby and ran out front where there was a hostage situation.  Guns were firing and somebody was holding a gun to a young boys head.  I darted to the right and someone shot at me with a machine gun and I managed to dodge every bullet.  (This picture is what the front of the hotel looked like.) I just kept running, running through this empty field and I heard people chasing me with guns.  I jumped into a river and quickly swam across.  When I made it to the other side and got out, the river turned into a road.  When I turned around, I saw my house in Chicago.  I crossed the street and went inside and my family asked where I had been all day.   I just told them I was my neighbor’s house hanging out.

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I had a dream that Andy broke up with me.  

I went to some celebrity awards night where I saw Conan O’Brien and the cast of That 70s Show.  After a failed attempt of trying to hook up with Eric Foreman, I decided to go for Hyde.  We ran to the back of the building and ended up in some department store.  We tried to find a decent place to have sex, but the cops found us.  Hyde made me hide his weed in my pants.  After we tricked the cops, we ran to this hotel where Megan Fox was the front desk girl.  She let us in.

Hyde turned into some freaky short guy I used to work with and he showed me his wiener and it was all shriveled, skinny, and pointy.  I decided I didn’t want to have sex with him anymore.  While he was in the bathroom of our hotel room, I made a run for it down the hall.  The hotel was really, really shitty.  I hid in a disgusting bathroom with shit, piss, rust and sluts everywhere. 

I spent about twenty minutes trying to get down from the 7th floor to the main lobby by secretly jumping and hiding behind big plants because apparently I felt I was on the most wanted list.

I finally made it to the lobby and ran out front where there was a hostage situation.  Guns were firing and somebody was holding a gun to a young boys head.  I darted to the right and someone shot at me with a machine gun and I managed to dodge every bullet.  (This picture is what the front of the hotel looked like.)

I just kept running, running through this empty field and I heard people chasing me with guns.  I jumped into a river and quickly swam across.  When I made it to the other side and got out, the river turned into a road.  When I turned around, I saw my house in Chicago.  I crossed the street and went inside and my family asked where I had been all day.  

I just told them I was my neighbor’s house hanging out.