-Dream-
I was in class, a chick was flirting with me and I was trying to do so in response, but this dude kept butting in and ruining my plays. This happened most of the class until I finally had enough and got out of my seat punched the guy and then slammed him over and over into a wall. I hear a very Chevy Chase like voice call out "I will see you expelled for this!" to which I figured I had nothing left to lose. So I started darting about the room beating the hell out of anyone that even minorly annoyed me. Then I beat the teacher, then I went into the neighboring room and started to whoop ass there.
Eventually the Dean showed up who was Charles S. Dutton who calms me down and tells me that he doesn't want to expell me as I am just a cunt hair away from getting my degree, and that he wishes he had a way out for me. Then a fellow student (mildots) comes up and whispers in my ear. Suddenly I leap up and dash to the nearby Sundae bar strip down to my boxers and begin making a Sundae on my bald head, including chocolate frozen yogurt, strawberry syrup, sprinkles and a cherry atop. Then I start darting around the campus screaming "I'm a Sundae lick me!".
Mil walks to the Dean and tells me, if he snapped you can't be expelled, that would be insensitive. Charles smiles wide and wipes away a tear from his eye, hugs Mil as they both laugh realizing they saved my ass when the dream shifts back to me running up behind a tall Asian kid in my Japanese class that I have NO PROBLEM WITH AT ALL who is smoking overlooking a very sharp fall of about 60 feet right when I get to him he spins around and I kick him as hard as I can down the hill where it freeze frames him doubled over, sunglasses flying from his face, smoke erupting from his puckered lips with my barefoot planted deep in his stomach, a wild sadistic laugh laugh coming from my wide toothy smile.
I was in class, a chick was flirting with me and I was trying to do so in response, but this dude kept butting in and ruining my plays. This happened most of the class until I finally had enough and got out of my seat punched the guy and then slammed him over and over into a wall. I hear a very Chevy Chase like voice call out "I will see you expelled for this!" to which I figured I had nothing left to lose. So I started darting about the room beating the hell out of anyone that even minorly annoyed me. Then I beat the teacher, then I went into the neighboring room and started to whoop ass there.
Eventually the Dean showed up who was Charles S. Dutton who calms me down and tells me that he doesn't want to expell me as I am just a cunt hair away from getting my degree, and that he wishes he had a way out for me. Then a fellow student (mildots) comes up and whispers in my ear. Suddenly I leap up and dash to the nearby Sundae bar strip down to my boxers and begin making a Sundae on my bald head, including chocolate frozen yogurt, strawberry syrup, sprinkles and a cherry atop. Then I start darting around the campus screaming "I'm a Sundae lick me!".
Mil walks to the Dean and tells me, if he snapped you can't be expelled, that would be insensitive. Charles smiles wide and wipes away a tear from his eye, hugs Mil as they both laugh realizing they saved my ass when the dream shifts back to me running up behind a tall Asian kid in my Japanese class that I have NO PROBLEM WITH AT ALL who is smoking overlooking a very sharp fall of about 60 feet right when I get to him he spins around and I kick him as hard as I can down the hill where it freeze frames him doubled over, sunglasses flying from his face, smoke erupting from his puckered lips with my barefoot planted deep in his stomach, a wild sadistic laugh laugh coming from my wide toothy smile.
mildots:
Weird 