• Analyze the above user's dream v. Freud's Field Day
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I've been having some crazy dreams lately, so I thought it'd be fun to incorporate them into a little game we could all play! Basically, you post a dream, the user below analyzes it, gives their interpretation of your disturbed subconscious and posts their own dream in return. As for my dream, I was in a Walmart parking lot near to storefront with my friends, Jake (lives locally) and May (she lives in Canada). We were all in wheelchairs, but didn't need them; we just liked rolling around in them. Jake brought his laptop and starting playing aloud a recording of a documentary on how whales have the largest penis-to-body ratio of all mammals, all while giggling. May and I just shake our heads at his shenanigans. Suddenly, I'm by myself, right inside the store's entrance where all the carts are. I'm doing wheelies in my chair while people pass by, giving me confused glaces. Next, I'm inside the store, walking next to my father while eating a Nestle Cookies 'n' Cream that's made of tooty-fruity sherbet. My friend Mark (who actually works at a real Walmart) stops me and asks if he can have a piece. I respond "You can have a piece of my ass", chuckle and then I break him off a corner.
You want to do Jake and May at the same time, that much is sure, but you imagine that if you were to have said threesome, that Jake would mostly be playing with himself, not really getting involved, while you and May got it on. The wheel chairs are a sign of unity and that you won't need your legs while doing the horizontal tango. You doing wheelies by yourself shows your openness with your sexuality (more specifically, masturbation). Your dad eating the C&C that's actually tooty-fruity sherbet is your bipolar thoughts about your dad, and how you both dislike him and want to fuck him. You know that Mark definitely wants to do your dad, but you want to do him, so you're trying to divert him away, but you eventually succumb. For mine: I was in a military setting where i was selected along with a few other soldiers to operate as spec ops agents: specifically, we were to train to look and act like poor Egyptian slaves from BCE because for some reason that made sense. So we trained and I was eventually appointed commander for my leadership skills, and a random person whom I identified as a friend in the dream (but honestly don't know who the fuck he was) was appointed my adviser. The big day comes where we have to infiltrate some palace so my team and I get on a raft and paddle the miles upstream to get to the palace we are trying to infiltrate. We meet up with some other soldiers we were supposed to meet up with, and they move us away from the palace. At this point, all of us are feeling uncomfortable, because we notice something's up. We get taken to some house, where there's some sort of party going on, and the leader of the soldiers we met up with starts challenging people to knife games. I finally accept, since it looked like he was going to stab everyone who said no, and halfway through the lights go out and he attacks me. I get cut but manage to evade, and he then proceeds to rip, stab, and tear at everyone he comes across. I try to lead some of the others out, only to find all of the soldiers that came with that guy outside, and they open fire, killing everyone but me. The guy with the knife comes out to confront me, and then I was woken up by my brother.
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