By dudeglove 33 Comments
...and in that dream I was eating a giant marshmallow. But then the dream ended. I woke up, and my marshmallow was gone.
To be honest, it wasn't that much of a disappointment, as I don't like marshmallows. It probably dates back to that dumbass "Fluffy Bunnies" game during one schooltrip. The Jackass-ish aim of the game is to stuff as many marshmallows into your gub as possible, but with each one you attempt say the phrase "fluffy bunnies" and invariably someone gets the giggles. Last person standing - or not choking - wins. I've kinda been put off them since them. Seeing a fellow classmate regurgitate a sticky pink mess can do that to a guy.
Discuss. Feel free to add your own recent weird-ass dreams. None of those recurring "My teeth are falling out!" or "I'm about to fail my exam and I've not got any trousers on!" ones, please. We've all heard them, and they're lame. Unless your particular one has some sort of exciting spin, like you're on a space rocket with the Egyptian president.