This is my dream from last night:
It starts at my local mall. Wayne and a few (made up in my mind) magicians were signing autographs at Claire's (a cheap jewelry store for 9-15 year old girls). A group of about 20 of us who actually knew who Wayne was managed to climb to the ceiling of the store and nearly started a riot. A lot of people had beer in jeweled goblets (aka 'crunk' cups). After all the signings, Wayne hid under a shelf from a Claire's worker who was a little too 'friendly'. Wayne performed Control on me which involved pinching 2 of my veins together and then pulling them about 6 inches away from my arm (ouch!). For some reason The Buckle (an overpriced clothing store) was serving Samuel Adams beer across the mall. They had a neon sign advertising it. Anyways, Wayne told me to meet him in 10 minutes at the movie theater (my mall doesn't have a movie theater in real life). We were going to see 'Gingerbread Man' (an imaginary movie about a killer gingerbread man). One of the restaurants in the food court was serving 64 ounce beers. Wayne went to get one and I went to the restroom. Just as I began to 'do my business' I awoke. I laughed hysterically for 15 minutes. I've never laughed because of a dream. Thanks Wayne, for invading my dreams. It's the most fun I've had in dreamland in awhile.
It starts at my local mall. Wayne and a few (made up in my mind) magicians were signing autographs at Claire's (a cheap jewelry store for 9-15 year old girls). A group of about 20 of us who actually knew who Wayne was managed to climb to the ceiling of the store and nearly started a riot. A lot of people had beer in jeweled goblets (aka 'crunk' cups). After all the signings, Wayne hid under a shelf from a Claire's worker who was a little too 'friendly'. Wayne performed Control on me which involved pinching 2 of my veins together and then pulling them about 6 inches away from my arm (ouch!). For some reason The Buckle (an overpriced clothing store) was serving Samuel Adams beer across the mall. They had a neon sign advertising it. Anyways, Wayne told me to meet him in 10 minutes at the movie theater (my mall doesn't have a movie theater in real life). We were going to see 'Gingerbread Man' (an imaginary movie about a killer gingerbread man). One of the restaurants in the food court was serving 64 ounce beers. Wayne went to get one and I went to the restroom. Just as I began to 'do my business' I awoke. I laughed hysterically for 15 minutes. I've never laughed because of a dream. Thanks Wayne, for invading my dreams. It's the most fun I've had in dreamland in awhile.
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