I once had a dream about the breakfast cereal "Cinnamon Toast Crunch". More exactly, about the commercials for that cereal. In the ads, there's this trio of little animated men (the Cinnamon Toast Crunch Bakers) like a Snap-Crackle-Pop sort of deal. They suddenly show up in unsuspecting kids' homes during breakfast, and merrily provide the gleeful kids (always happy to see them) with a bountiful meal of freshly made cereal. In MY dream, the Bakers showed up with a creepy air much like that omnipotent kid in the Twlight Zone (Both an old episode, and in the movie version) who mangles people at will if they piss him off. Kids had to pretend to be joyous to see them, and smile and laugh and eat the cereal to appease the bakers. If they didn't, they would DISPLEASE the bakers, and the trio would pull long knives from the folds of their aprons, and slice the screaming children to ribbons slowly and methodically, while singing the theme song from the commercials. They would then fashion the child-bits into a different kind of breakfast food... Really freaked me out at the time, and I get a chill whenever I pass a box of that stuff at the supermarket. I seriously wonder what Sigmund Freud would make of a dream like that...
Sent Her this story about an old dream, just to try and convince Her that She's not the only thing I evere dreamt about.
Sent Her this story about an old dream, just to try and convince Her that She's not the only thing I evere dreamt about.