Lately I wouldn’t be surprised if I found myself on the cover of some important newspaper. For the past 2 weeks I’ve had a series of violent dreams, which I know not what to attribute to. There have been dreams where I smash someone’s face with a small television or completely punch a man who insults my brother. The strange thing is that it seems completely justified when I am in there. For instance, the tv-smashed guy had been chasing a group of my friends through a series of houses until we finally pinned him to the ground. I took the initiative to stop him, grabbing the nearest weapon I could find, a 17-inch Zenith. The punch victim had it coming in my dream last night. My brother and I were in the process of placing a bomb on an enemy’s bus (I don’t remember why he was so bad), and this man began to accuse Tony of wrongdoings when a local police officer passed by on foot. Seeing the potential danger for my brother, I came up behind this guy grabbing his sleeve, as if I was going to tell him something important. In fact, I even began to tell him something.
“Excuse me, you forgot to…”
And that’s when I totally slugged him in the face. He was on the floor and my brother and I were on the run. I can remember it was nighttime and we were panting frantically as we led the chase, the cops and locals running behind us.
The rest is a blur. I don’t know what it all means. Naturally I’m a very pacifistic guy, but in these dreams I don’t hesitate to cause harm to my enemies. It’s come to a point where I’m starting to fear any confrontation at all, not for my sake, but for the sake of whoever starts any trouble. I wouldn’t wanna drop a tv on someone’s face repeatedly. Oh, I forgot to mention that I smashed his face about 3 times. I don’t remember blood though, which is a good thing. Blood makes me squeemish.
In conclusion, stay out of my dreams or you’ll be in danger of getting 0wn3d.
On a lighter note: Happy Birthday Nate and Nat! Feels pretty good to be 19 eh?
Haha! Well as long as j00 keep all that 0wn1ng in your dreams, you’re alright by me. Happy (belated) Birthday man! We’re all together now in the ‘19 Club’ dude. Sweet.
i knew it. you are, subconciously, a cold-blooded murderer.
thanks for the b-day announcement. see you in a week or so! =)
Hurry up and return to Miramar! I have a nice mini television to give you.
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hey turd boy! you dont scare me!
i think ya better lay off fight club buddy boy…if ya know whats good for ya.
maybe its all the boxing/karate classes youve been taking for who knows what. to get buff?
missing a guy whose name begins and ends with ‘D’ _mmmBye
TURD BOY
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That’s Mr. Turd Boy to you, Mrs. Future BeepBoopBop Caca. I take the karate lessons to destroy silly mortals such as you. Feel my fists of fury, my tiger claw, my five-point palm exploding heart technique!
LOL!! you ust reminded me of an old old old anime movie called “fist of the north star”. the guys just punches some one and their heads explode.lol. watch it for a laff.
poo poo head.