the vynsane asylum

His Sensei accidentally shat in his baseball cap is what it meant.



Chief Wiggum, don't eat the clues.

JabbaJohnL's sensei accidentally shat upon the room as he demonstrated the "baseball cap" manuver. The new "baseball cap" manuver is when you squat down like a catcher and fold your chubby around your balls like you're breaking in the brim of a new cap.

But I'm not sure why anyone would want to do that.

Wait, really? I don't have a brother, I hope my sisters aren't porn stars, and there'll be no sensei-shitting when I'm in the room.

Next time you have a dream where you're reading something, if you look back, it'll likely be different. If you can remember this, you can apparently realize you're dreaming (dunno how that's possible), you can have a lucid dream, during which you could pay Ms. Connelly a visit. Give it a whirl.

You mean your sister doesn't look like a chesty Mila Kunis and give press conferences in her underwear?

I've had lucid dreams, though I've been unable to take control on occasion, which is weird. I've also died in my dreams and not woken up. Almost everything that people say you can't do in dreams, I've done.

Weirdest ever: I read Paradise Lost one time for class in college. I didn't do an especially thorough job reading it, since it's kinda dry (despite the cool underlying story). But about six years later, I had a dream where I recited most of it (minus the section or two I totally skipped) for some reason. And I'm pretty sure it was correct.

i had a lucid dream the other night... don't remember much about it other than i realized i WAS dreaming and i think i flew or something. i gotta get more creative with that shit...

Its been a while since I've had one, but I've had dreams in the past where I was falling from a tall tree and one where I was in the front seat of a crashing C-130. At the moment of impact, I suddenly wake up with my arms and legs moving wondering what the hell happened. It's freaked my wife out a couple times.

I have no idea why I was in the tree or on a C-130 in my dreams.

I've never had a true lucid dream, though I was heavily interested in them a few years ago. I remember on an episode of "Ed," he had one after eating pickles and peanut butter; don't know what the hell that would do.

Not to go all Tycho on everyone and start talking about all my dreams, but every few days or weeks I have dreams about buying SW figures, and every so often I'm doing it at Disneyland for some reason. Last night, in fact, I had a dream where I bought a Concept Boba Fett figure on a vintage-style card . . . I also remember buying a Battlepack of some kind. I think it was triggered since last night I was looking at the white AT-RT Driver and thought it looked like the Concept Fett figure. Usually the figures in my dreams are obviously fake, and I realize that, but I never get it to be a lucid dream.

Am I crazy, or do any of you guys have SW figure-related dreams?

I often have dreams where I'll go into a weirdly set-up TRU that has figures that have never been made (or never even thought of, like odd-colored Stormtroopers... this prior to AOTC), and they're usually in baggies, like the old vintage mailaways.

anarky wrote:I often have dreams where I'll go into a weirdly set-up TRU that has figures that have never been made (or never even thought of, like odd-colored Stormtroopers... this prior to AOTC), and they're usually in baggies, like the old vintage mailaways.

I had dreams where I would find Cal Ripken Jr. in X-wing gear.

I think I have a Cal Ripken Starting Line-up Figure. If it wasn't a bit out of scale, you could have used it to customize the X-Wing fig.

I've had a few dreams about buying SW figs. Usually it is in some sort of Walmart/Target-like store and I go down an aisle that has Vintage figures, deluxe figures (like an Ewok w/ catapult), & mini-rig looking things in new packaging.

Oh yeah, I've had lots of SW figure dreams, usualy droids and aliens on really weird cards . The most vivid one was something called "Tusken Chewbacca" and it was this weird, kinda "horror" Chewie painted an odd grey colour and instead of hands he had these big praying-mantis style blades that were long enough to reach the ground, and they were like bone, like the stupid wolverine claws in whatever pice of carp marvel made him have bone claws in

Then there's always Pokenhead

i OFTEN DREAM OF JJREASON, ESPECIALLY WEARING NOTHING BUT A SMILE AND SOME DIRTY SOCKS. tHAT SEEMS TO BE THE WAY i SEE HIM WHEN i VISIT. hE'S ALWAYS SO LOOKING FORWARD TO OUR LITTLE ENCOUNTERS.

Sorry, BTG, but I prefer encunters to encounters... especially with the likes of horny old you.

Since this topic has moved to dreams in general, I had a weird one about Star Wars last night.

First, in the real world, I recently discovered that a girl I graduated with is now the guidance counselor where I went to high school. (You may recall this from the other site.)

Anyway, it's a girl I briefly had a crush on in ninth grade, but it's one of those where you look back and think, "Why?"

Anyway, in my dream, I went back to visit one of my teachers, partly because I knew several other friends would be there. We were hanging out in the classroom, and for some reason, we were all assigned work.

So I finished my lab work (it was a chemistry class) and handed in my paper. I saw two large bags of Hasbro toys I didn't recognize behind the teacher's desk. So I was talking to the teacher, and learned that the school had been chosen to test a new Hasbro program where they'd send all the toys planned for the next year to high schools for the teachers to review.

So I asked if I could take pictures to post online. This was strictly forbidden, but she would "look the other way" if I wanted to open them so I could describe them, at any rate. But I had to do it on the baseball field.

So I took them outside. In this bag was some truly amazing stuff. There were all of the Transformers Classics you could possibly imagine, a Masterpiece Edition Jetfire, GIJoe and Transformers Unleashed, Marvel Legends-styled GIJoes.

But the Star Wars! Wow!! Unleashed Qui-Gon. Wilrow Hood. Galactic Heroes Aayla and Barriss. And about thirty new VOTC figures, including Yarna, Dulok Warrior, Teek. A Sail Barge vehicle/playset with four new Jabba's Palace aliens. Pretty much anything you'd want.

(This was two normal paper shopping bags, but remember that it's a dream. They held a damned lot of stuff.)

Needless to say, I was pretty stoked. But I knew I had to get them back inside, or Hasbro would have the teacher killed. And suddenly I remembered: I had to sneak them back in. Apparently, though it didn't relate to real life in any way, and hadn't come up in the dream before, I knew the counselor had it out for me (the reason actually changed a few times in the dream, from jilted lover, to me having run over her dog as a teen, to her just being a mean-spirited bitch) and would turn me over to Hasbro's goons in a heartbeat, which meant certain death.

As the counselor's office is right by the front door, and the back door is usually locked (again, one of the few details that matched reality), I knew I had to walk right past her office to get the figures back!

So, this is the point where it starts getting blurry, but essentially I had to hide all these toys in my pants and sneak them in to one of the lockers, where I had to hide them in the midst of a crowded hallway. (Needless to say, it was tough to walk.)

Okay. My boss and several co-workers just looked at when I laughed out loud for reading about you stuffing SW toys down your pants to sneak them into school.


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