Peter Griffin: Zombie Hunter. :fffuuu:
I used to have dreams about aliens when I was 6 to 11 years old. My favorate one was when my little brother was on my bed doing his homework with my mom beside him. Then they left the room turned off the light and closed the door half-way. I saw a flashlight beam coming from under the bed then the flashlight turned off. Then an alien came out from under the bed and tried to get me, so I tried to get out of my room but I fell on the floor because the alien was grabbing at my leg and pulled me under the bed.
Feel free to make pedo-alien jokes. I really don’t care. (As long as it dosn’t involve my mom and brother).
And no - I did not get an anal probe, I woke up after it dragged me under the bed.
God dammit Danny.
So you only just stopped?
Also [pedo joke about your mum/brother].
olol pedosex with your mom and brother olol
You shouldn’t have bumped this thread.
I recently had a dream that Danny Smith bumped the dre- goddammit.
I had a dream, and when I woke up my boxers were sticky.
Still want to know what the dream was?
Yes.
Yes please! :retard:
cawks
I warned you.
As expected :hmph:
:jizz:
>
<<
pix plz…
brb taking picture of dream
I didn’t know you could predict 3 years into the future…
Also, ololololol, ur brother got raeped by ur pedo mum.
lawl! this seems like a nice thread 
Oh right… I had a dream this night… It starded with me waking up in my bed, nothing unusual, but then I see there are like 50 people in my room just standing there and looking at me. And so I ignore them and go to give my bird some food. But the cage is open, and the bird is sitting on the cage. But for some reason, the bird didn’t have it’s normal yellow/grey color, instead it had black grönendals fur, and was twice as big as IRL. And so I take it up on my hand, and suddenly, all the 50 people start screaming like retards, and the bird flies into my face and knocks me out.
When I woke up I had to check if my bird was black.
I hoped I would never have one of those but I dreamed that I cleaned my room, it was realistic to the point of being tired after even if I wasn’t totally done, I woke up and was like "Fuck, my room is still messy, I did all that for nothing, that’s fucking bullshit.
If my theory about dreams being alternate realities is true, then I cleaned my other self’s room, FUCK YOU MY ALTERNATE SELF!!!
It’s a bit of a stretch to call that a theory.