I had a dream that I was on a wooden raft down class 5 rapids, fighting Saddam Hussein and a few of his cronies. With my bare hands, I beat Saddam Hussein to death, and I sliced clean through one of his cronies’ legs with a knife. The others fell off the raft.
Then I got back to my dad’s house and the one-legged cronie helped me throw Saddam Hussein’s bloody blue jeans into the lake in the backyard. (There’s actually just a creek.)
yeah but we were going after osama
awww, you made a cronie friend.
I’m glad I’m not the only one with weird dreams
Yeah dude, that’s fucked up.
I had a dream about killing saddam hussein too, weird.
It was a while ago,b ut think about that, it’s affecting our subconcious! Like, personally, why would I want to kill Saddam? It’s weird.
does that mean you think about current events too much?