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Originally posted by DjSap
lol i remember my weirdest dream...i was a in a pink dress and it all ended in a big gay orgy...
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dude....that was no dream...........
my wierdest, when I was in high school, I was interning at a funeral home doing cosmetics and funeral prep on cadavers (I was really into monster makeups and built some of my own Halloween masks, so figured this could be a good career path if I couldn't score a gig with Savini ;)).
I started having weird dreams after dealing with about 25 corpses...I dreamt that I was a coroner and was cutting a faceless cadaver open with a scalpel and it sat up and was my best friend and he kept screaming "why are you cutting me? I'm still alive" so I panicked and kept trying to cut him more to keep him quiet, even slitting his throat and stabbing him with the sccalpel...so I'm chopping and hacking away and blood is going everywhere...I panic and start running down a hallway and hear moans and look behind me and there are various cadavers (these were cadavers that were actually at the funeral home that day) chasing me down the hall and turn back forward to keep running and run THUD right into something and look and see my friend standing there with the scalpel...I woke up totally drenched in sweat and it kept me awake for a few hours afterwards.....