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Asherian Command wrote:

Howard A Treesong wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:Anyway. I saw some girls doing some hard back breaking shoveling. I can't do it right now as I did my entire driveway and I hurt my shoulder, but yeah some girls are awesome that way.

And it gets even more random...

WHAT NO! Thats perfect for this thread! Girls doing work men should be doing!

If you live in the dark ages...

Fafnir wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:

Howard A Treesong wrote:

Asherian Command wrote:Anyway. I saw some girls doing some hard back breaking shoveling. I can't do it right now as I did my entire driveway and I hurt my shoulder, but yeah some girls are awesome that way.

And it gets even more random...

WHAT NO! Thats perfect for this thread! Girls doing work men should be doing!

If you live in the dark ages...

Isn't that now?

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:For sure, your analogy is accurate. Women, in general, have it worse off. I just think that it's funny to point out the little, puny advantages.

In the US, women are now approaching 60% of the college makeup. Its a serious issue that is being ignored.

This is good for college students, no? I may not have a legion of weiner dogs, but until then, I'll need something else to focus my attention on as the dachshundkirieg draws closer...

Dachshundkrieg...Team Weenie is pleased.

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:For sure, your analogy is accurate. Women, in general, have it worse off. I just think that it's funny to point out the little, puny advantages.

In the US, women are now approaching 60% of the college makeup. Its a serious issue that is being ignored.

This is good for college students, no? I may not have a legion of weiner dogs, but until then, I'll need something else to focus my attention on as the dachshundkirieg draws closer...

Dachshundkrieg...Team Weenie is pleased.

It will be a three-fold assault consisting of rapid response assault troops (dachshunds), calvary (soldiers riding giant dachshunds), and airborne troopers (parachuting dachshunds). We shall take over the nations of the cat-worshipping heretics.

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:For sure, your analogy is accurate. Women, in general, have it worse off. I just think that it's funny to point out the little, puny advantages.

In the US, women are now approaching 60% of the college makeup. Its a serious issue that is being ignored.

This is good for college students, no? I may not have a legion of weiner dogs, but until then, I'll need something else to focus my attention on as the dachshundkirieg draws closer...

Dachshundkrieg...Team Weenie is pleased.

It will be a three-fold assault consisting of rapid response assault troops (dachshunds), calvary (soldiers riding giant dachshunds), and airborne troopers (parachuting dachshunds). We shall take over the nations of the cat-worshipping heretics.

Fool! You know not the strategies of the cat-people!

We will use our crazy widows to throw cats at you! Kneel before your rightful master!

THe only fear my cats will have is if they get bored of weiner dog meat.

Melissa wrote:THe only fear my cats will have is if they get bored of weiner dog meat.

Ahh,It's all in the preparation,a nice weiner dog Creole or jambalaya or even weiner dog gumbo with some corn bread and the kittens will come a running.

FITZZ wrote:

Melissa wrote:THe only fear my cats will have is if they get bored of weiner dog meat.

Ahh,It's all in the preparation,a nice weiner dog Creole or jambalaya or even weiner dog gumbo with some corn bread and the kittens will come a running.

Meh, just slap a bun over the top of them, not like people don't do that now....

Cuz seriously, what ARE hotdogs?




More "seriously" I keep on having dreams of a girl, and I'm not sure what to make of it....

Slarg232 wrote:




More "seriously" I keep on having dreams of a girl, and I'm not sure what to make of it....

...I suppose it would depend on the content of the dream as to what to make of it....if it's a basic "he and she" dream,well...unless your related to her then it's perfectly natural.

If your dressed like a big pink bunny ridding a unicycle while she hurls chocolate covered hamsters at your head...well..you might need some help.

FITZZ wrote:

Slarg232 wrote:




More "seriously" I keep on having dreams of a girl, and I'm not sure what to make of it....

...I suppose it would depend on the content of the dream as to what to make of it....if it's a basic "he and she" dream,well...unless your related to her then it's perfectly natural.

If your dressed like a big pink bunny ridding a unicycle while she hurls chocolate covered hamsters at your head...well..you might need some help.

True, but I only usually have actual dreams of people like this when something is going to happen to/for/near/whatever them. The one thing that is odd though, is that I can't remember any of it, which is completely out of the norm for me.

Oh, and at work, I made $25 bucks because almost every employee had to stay late until Inventory was done, except a few people and I. I was musing over how long it took them to get it done with a coworker, and I suddenly knew: 4:30 A.M. (They started at 2:00 P.M.). I told him this, and we made a bet. I got the money

Slarg232 wrote:

FITZZ wrote:

Slarg232 wrote:




More "seriously" I keep on having dreams of a girl, and I'm not sure what to make of it....

...I suppose it would depend on the content of the dream as to what to make of it....if it's a basic "he and she" dream,well...unless your related to her then it's perfectly natural.

If your dressed like a big pink bunny ridding a unicycle while she hurls chocolate covered hamsters at your head...well..you might need some help.

True, but I only usually have actual dreams of people like this when something is going to happen to/for/near/whatever them. The one thing that is odd though, is that I can't remember any of it, which is completely out of the norm for me.

Oh, and at work, I made $25 bucks because almost every employee had to stay late until Inventory was done, except a few people and I. I was musing over how long it took them to get it done with a coworker, and I suddenly knew: 4:30 A.M. (They started at 2:00 P.M.). I told him this, and we made a bet. I got the money :thumbs up:

Premonitions?...hmm, I'm really not the one to scoff at that,in fact my Grandmother used to have "dreams" all the time that had the uncanny habit of coming to pass.
It was actually quite bizzare,she'd have a dream that someone was going to die and regardless of age/health/etc that person would be dead within a month or so.

Meh, I've been able to do it since forever, hell I think the first dream I had that came to pass was when I was twelve, the dream was that my best friend at the time took a knife and cut my arm, holding it out to let the blood flow. Within the week, he put kick me signs on my back and started harrassing the girl he knew I liked at the time, and when she refused his advances, he started saying "Oh, she broke my Heart!", causing her to move away.......

It's always symbollic like that, and usually I can remember it... Which is why I am so worried about this one, it leaves me at a complete disadvantage that I can't seem to remember it.

Kitty, stop biting my knuckles as I try to type.


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Oh, the oldest dream I remember... hrm. I woke up, was thirsty, then went out of my room and out into the hall. Then a floating medusa head from castlevania appeared and I woke up again. Then I went out of my room and into the hall, and saw another. Repeat ad nauseum.

Melissia wrote:Kitty, stop biting my knuckles as I try to type.


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Oh, the oldest dream I remember... hrm. I woke up, was thirsty, then went out of my room and out into the hall. Then a floating medusa head from castlevania appeared and I woke up again. Then I went out of my room and into the hall, and saw another. Repeat ad nauseum.

Oh, that's not the oldest dream I remember, its just the first one that came true

In the oldest dream I remember, I was Spiderman, but had jet packs and a yellow suit, and no webslinging or wall crawling abilities.

How the hell I was Spiderman, I have no clue......

I also remember a dream where me and everyone else I knew, even tangentally, went into a haunted house and died in increasingly less plausible ways. Quicksand in the sandbox, snakes in the freshly cooked pasta, lamps which turned into industrial strength cutting lasers, closets with lots of poorly balanced poleaxes in them waiting for someone to open so they can fall on them and somehow impale them. A living shard of glass which was able to fly at bullet speeds on its own will. A vampire under the bed which sucked your blood out via your ankle if you stepped down. A very hungry trashcan. And about seventeen different deaths involving opening a door, screaming, and dying from what they saw in the room.

Don't really remember what they saw though. Strangely, I never actually died in them, I guess if I did I don't remember it.

Melissia wrote:I also remember a dream where me and everyone else I knew, even tangentally, went into a haunted house and died in increasingly less plausible ways. Quicksand in the sandbox, snakes in the freshly cooked pasta, lamps which turned into industrial strength cutting lasers, closets with lots of poorly balanced poleaxes in them waiting for someone to open so they can fall on them and somehow impale them. A living shard of glass which was able to fly at bullet speeds on its own will. A vampire under the bed which sucked your blood out via your ankle if you stepped down. A very hungry trashcan. And about seventeen different deaths involving opening a door, screaming, and dying from what they saw in the room.

Don't really remember what they saw though. Strangely, I never actually died in them, I guess if I did I don't remember it.

Yeah, never had anything like that. No joke, that's pretty messed up


I have, however, disproved the fact that your supposed to die in life if you hit the bottom of a cliff in a dream. I fell what had to be 80 stories, and pulled myself off the ground in an almost comical fashion. Getting out of that hole I left was a pain, though.

True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

I once dreamed that I was in a boy band with a girl I have a crush on and Joe Jonas. Then a piece of Rebar killed Joe.

It was a fun dream.

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

I once had this dream (this one came true) where I was an Inquisitor type figure who was cut, broken, and beaten to near death. This girl, this most beautiful of women, brought me into her care and started nursing me back to health, slowly, oh so slowly. Eventually, I learned that she was a monster, kind of a cross between a Vampire and a Werewolf (not like in Underworld), and, despite all that she had done for me, I lashed out and attacked her. As she defended herself, I slowly started to realize that she wasn't the real monster, I was; she had helped me overcome death, and I had thrown it back in her face after learning her nature.

I have always thought it a pity that I didn't start beleiving in my dreams until after this one. This "premonition" is also what caused me to start drinking. Because as I said, this one came true. I won't go into detail as to how messed up I was, but that little party girl/drunkard/slut (I mean it as a descriptor, not a slam. She was an angel to me) brought me back from a bad place, and I threw it back at her without hesitation.

This is also why I don't comment on peoples "social" behaviors anymore.

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

That's just lovely.

rubiksnoob wrote:

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

That's just lovely.

What? She held her heart on her sleeve.

Well, some of it.

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:

Frazzled wrote:

micahaphone wrote:For sure, your analogy is accurate. Women, in general, have it worse off. I just think that it's funny to point out the little, puny advantages.

In the US, women are now approaching 60% of the college makeup. Its a serious issue that is being ignored.

This is good for college students, no? I may not have a legion of weiner dogs, but until then, I'll need something else to focus my attention on as the dachshundkirieg draws closer...

Dachshundkrieg...Team Weenie is pleased.

It will be a three-fold assault consisting of rapid response assault troops (dachshunds), calvary (soldiers riding giant dachshunds), and airborne troopers (parachuting dachshunds). We shall take over the nations of the cat-worshipping heretics.

Its like I'm talking to the Genghis Connie...
We will set you high in our counsels. Dachshundkrieg is coming...look busy!


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FITZZ wrote:

Melissa wrote:THe only fear my cats will have is if they get bored of weiner dog meat.

Ahh,It's all in the preparation,a nice weiner dog Creole or jambalaya or even weiner dog gumbo with some corn bread and the kittens will come a running.

Heretic! Blasphemer! You'll be first against the wall when the Revolution comes! (ok actually #2,561 I have a list).

As the proud human of a wire-haired dachschund, I am officially entering this conflict on the side of the weiner dogs.

Yes, that's right, I said wire-haired. I have a weiner dog. . . WITH A BEARD.

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

That post really gave Maria Lucia's Taking Back My Heart a whole new meaning...

Slarg232 wrote:

rubiksnoob wrote:

Melissia wrote:True, I had some messed up dreams. Like this one time I cut out my own heart, and then just sat there staring at it beat in my hand. It was warm, and the blood felt nice on my skin, so warm compared to the cool air.

I think it was sometime in winter.

That's just lovely.

What? She held her heart on her sleeve.

Yeah, I guess it was rather heartfelt.

Frazzled wrote:

FITZZ wrote:

Melissa wrote:THe only fear my cats will have is if they get bored of weiner dog meat.

Ahh,It's all in the preparation,a nice weiner dog Creole or jambalaya or even weiner dog gumbo with some corn bread and the kittens will come a running. :thumbs up:

Heretic! Blasphemer! You'll be first against the wall when the Revolution comes! (ok actually #2,561 I have a list).

Hmm..Will I be permitted a "last meal" before the execution??

I once dreamt that I had a house party which everyone I knew attended but halfway through the lights went off and the doors/windows became locked and somehow indestrubile. After this 6 foot tall snake people murdered everyone by ramming their fists through the backs of peoples skulls and out of their faces in front of me but seemed to totally ignore my presence until the end of the dream where I stood in front of the mirror in my parents bedroom and looked into my reflection... I was the snake man thing

The rest of my dreams are about zombies invading and me murdering hundreds of the bastards before being torn apart.

I used to have dreams like these, then I matured.

My 'dreams' are either so disgusting or so... hormonally affected... that 99.9% of them wouldn't be suitable for anywhere but my head.