worst nightmare ever?

last night i dreamt it was an epic pow day in mammoth, and that i lived in ammaoth village. however, the buses weren't running so we had to take limos. who kept pi king up these drun kbitches who wanted to go to parties and hotels and shit, and i got really pissed that tehy wreen't delveringus to the mountain whret there was certainly 2+ feet of fresh powdity-poew to be ripped. we ended up dropping off drunk hot bithes all night.

orst nightware ever,
yea dpps whate4ver ? what your worst ski nightmare?

One night I dreamt that a drunk swedish chef couldn't get to mammoth on a pow day because his limo driver had to ke eepon pi king up these drun kbitches who wanted to go to parties. And one time I dreamt that I was eaten alive by sharks.

I guess its a toss-up.

Nice drunk post. I will share. When I was 12 or so, I used to have this recurring nightmare that I would somehow trigger a nuclear war by picking this mushroom (fucked up, I know). So everyone would have to be in the army, and it would be all my fault. And then somehow I was in India riding a jeep through the jungle, and this Raja type guy would hypnotize me and make me convince everyone I was insane, and I had to drive the jeep to the mental institution, but on the way there, I'd crash and I'd die. I remember this dream very well because I had it around 10 times.

Wow, I was screwed up.

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Originally Posted by lax

last night i dreamt it was an epic pow day in mammoth, and that i lived in ammaoth village. however, the buses weren't running so we had to take limos. who kept pi king up these drun kbitches who wanted to go to parties and hotels and shit, and i got really pissed that tehy wreen't delveringus to the mountain whret there was certainly 2+ feet of fresh powdity-poew to be ripped. we ended up dropping off drunk hot bithes all night.

orst nightware ever,
yea dpps whate4ver ? what your worst ski nightmare?

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The elusive not drunk-drunk-not drunk-buzzed-hammered-not drunk-buzzed post.

Surely, gems such as this need to be preserved, especially when called for by their author.

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Originally Posted by adam

Wow, I was screwed up.

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And you aren't now???? :p :biggrin: :biggrin: :biggrin:

When I was a kid I had this recurring dream about sking. Skiing down this mellow groomer at the bottom of Aspen Mountain (Little Nell) that didn't really have anything you could air off of on it, I would go over one of the mini rollers, and start flying higher and higher, till everyone else were dots below me. Every time, I was sure I was going to die, but then I would float oh so gently back down and land at the bottom next to the gondola, without feeling a thing. I think my subconcsious was trying to tell me to start sacking up and going for it.

Now, though, if I have a dream about skiing, it is pure euphoria.

I vividly remember my worst nightmare ever, prolly about 12 or 11 years old and I dreamed I was in a car with my mom and zombies were trying to get in and eat our flesh. So that was scary, but the part that REALLY fucked me up, was we were on a sailboat at the time and I was sleeping in the V-berth. There were clothes hung to dry in the hatch in the ceiling/deck and the cubbys all along the beds were stuffed with clothes and junk as well. So I wake up from this dream thinking zombies are trying to get me and see the clothes hanging down and odd shapes all around me and start freaking out because I'm 1/2 awake. Then my buddy who is on the other side of the v-berth sits up to see what's going on and of course I assume he's a zombie too. I screamed my fucking head off from the combo of a bad dream and reality being confused.

I also have dreams where I'm skiing and I hit a jump and float way way up in the air above the trees spinning like mad. not exactly a nightmare but it keeps happening.

A couple a days ago I had the Falling dream.... Only I didn't wake up before hit the ground. I saw my own body, in the clothes I was wearing 2 days earlier dead on the ground.

:creepy:

I had a really bad one last night you might laugh but I find it very very disturbing.

I ll make it short

before i scare anyone this is not a normal dream for and I do not own any gus nor have ever thought like this.

Every single person I know was at my house back here in pittsburgh, we couldnt decide between watching "Focused" and "Sinners" we started argueing so bad that we pulled out hand guns and started shorting each other to kill. I was on the sinners side and begging my friends to stop shoting as I shot back. Endlessseason(ron) is the only maggot I spent enough time to be in this dream. I even shot and killed him(sorry dude lol) It ended with me talking down the last person(an Ex of mine) to stop shoting at me. Who knew choosing a ski vid could cause so much violence.

Yeah disturbing at least to me. Anyone might know what it means?

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Originally Posted by BushwackerinPA

Anyone might know what it means?

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I'm no head doctor, but the fact that your ex and you were the last ones left seems pretty signifigant.

Your dreams reveal your innermost super-ego.
Skis are phallic and snow is water which is dream symbology for sex.
Obviously you all are compensating with "longer" and "fatter" skis.
Deep powder is is the female vagina.

It is my professional opinion that your dreams reveal an obsession with homo-erotic bonding and the deep set desire to have sex with your own mother...or Max Gosey's sister.

Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar, othertimes it is a finger mustache.:fm:

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Originally Posted by Sigmund Freud

Deep powder is is the female vagina.:fm:

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watch out for those male vaginas

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Originally Posted by mtnbikerskierchick

And you aren't now???? :p :biggrin: :biggrin: :biggrin:

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Good point . . .

my worst nightmare is true every day - I have to work for a living instead of travelling the globe 24/7 skiing and surfing.

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Originally Posted by BushwackerinPA

I had a really bad one last night you might laugh but I find it very very disturbing.

I ll make it short

before i scare anyone this is not a normal dream for and I do not own any gus nor have ever thought like this.

Every single person I know was at my house back here in pittsburgh, we couldnt decide between watching "Focused" and "Sinners" we started argueing so bad that we pulled out hand guns and started shorting each other to kill. I was on the sinners side and begging my friends to stop shoting as I shot back. Endlessseason(ron) is the only maggot I spent enough time to be in this dream. I even shot and killed him(sorry dude lol) It ended with me talking down the last person(an Ex of mine) to stop shoting at me. Who knew choosing a ski vid could cause so much violence.

Yeah disturbing at least to me. Anyone might know what it means?

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Hoooooooly crap. I think I better send those pics to you...

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Originally Posted by Endlessseason

Hoooooooly crap. I think I better send those pics to you...

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Yeah LOL FYI I tried to talk you down but you kept shoting at me, you fing bastard;).

I have never killed any living thing willing in my life, when I see a spider in my house I try to catch it a throw it outside. Yeah I am weird....

my worst nightmare was right after 9/11. Which is strange because 9/11 had no effect on me on a personal level, nobody I knew was in the wtc or anything.

Anyway, in my dream I decided to collect the bounty on Osama and flew to Afghanistan and hiked aroung the mountains and found his cave and snuck in and shot him. But he didn't die... He turned into the Devil, all huge and fiery and all that, like the scene from the golden child (Also strange since I don't believe in God or the Devil or heaven and hell). I woke up at this point in the dream, all freaked out, so I don't know how it ended.....

I very rarely dream...or I guess I should say that I very rarely remember my dreams. I do have a somewhat recurring nightmare from time to time though.

I'm always in a car, but the location tends to vary...sometimes its driving in the city or highway, sometimes it's on a mountain road. I am driving out of control, careening down steep grades and skidding around curves barely holding on. I try to get on the brakes, HARD, but there's nothing there. No feeling at all in the pedal, just swinging...and I'm just reaching, trying my hardest to push the brake, panicking terribly the whole time.

And thats usually about when I wake up, noticing that I've pulled up the sheets at the end of my bed and my right foot is dangling over the edge...from reaching for "the brakes"....weird