Tuesday, 22 June 2010
04:44:44 PM (GMT)
Since I've recently been writting down my dreams, I've decided to relay a really old
and hellish dream that I had sometime in the fourth grade or so.
Here goes nothing.
Me, my friends, and Smeagal from Lord of the Rings were in the woods. We were feeding
a living fire that was greedy. Then we got bored with it and left it to die. Yay!
Then my friend Liza saw a flyer nailed to a tree for "Butterscotch Scouts". She
signed up and directly afterwards the scouts, who I think were zombies, came and took
her away. Whatever. So me and Smeagal left the woods and founds a Pirate ship cruise.
We get on it and annoy the living hell out of the pirates. After wreaking havoc for a
while, Smeagal, after talking to one of the pirates, waddled his way up to the
captain, climbed on his shoulder, pointed at the other pirate and said, "He said
booty!!" and began laughing like a retard. The captain became enraged and kicked us
out; literally. But we weren't on the ocean. We were in the sky. Me and Smeagal were
falling and falling and falling some more until we landed on a gigantic dove. Then
Liza came falling out of the sky, landed on the dove's tail, got flung up and landed
on the dove's back with us. Completely disregarding the past events, we asked her how
Butterscotch Scouts was. In a dramatic fasion, she said "It was stupid." then she
smiled, nodded, and mist enclosed around her with epic cinema-like music.
I then awoke.
I should make a movie just out of my dreams.