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satansaloser2005 · 01-21-2013, 09:59 PM

Would someone please explain to me why I was so intent on hiding Phantom's flowery pink teapot last night?

Gil-Galad · 01-21-2013, 10:17 PM

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Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

Would someone please explain to me why I was so intent on hiding Phantom's flowery pink teapot last night?

That is where he keeps his Spanish dubloons.

satansaloser2005 · 01-21-2013, 10:37 PM

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Originally Posted by Gil-Galad

That is where he keeps his Spanish dubloons.

And possibly something else that rhymes with that, but that's another story entirely.

Inziladun · 01-22-2013, 08:26 AM

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Originally Posted by satansaloser2005

And possibly something else that rhymes with that, but that's another story entirely.

Raccoons?

satansaloser2005 · 01-22-2013, 10:46 AM

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Originally Posted by Inziladun

Raccoons?

Let's say yes.

Aganzir · 01-23-2013, 05:58 PM

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Originally Posted by Oddwen

Kili is getting a pillow for his Uncle's head and Fili is handing him a fresh-baked loaf of his favorite bread.

Apart from that, I laughed a lot at your dream.

Kitanna · 04-10-2013, 05:32 AM

I had a dream last night in which I laced a pizza with weed and fed it to Oddwen, Eomer, and Hookbill. I was trying to convince them that hanging out with me is a good idea. All the while we were trying to hide the pizza from the principle of my high school.

It seems whenever BDers make appearances in my dreams I am always trying to get them drunk or high. So be warned anyone headed to my neck of the woods.

Hilde Bracegirdle · 04-22-2013, 05:13 PM

I had a particularly fitful rest last night, no doubt from a late night cuppa joe. Finally got to sleep an hour before I was due to roll out of bed, still I woke up again prior to my alarm and realized I had been dreaming that I had seriously furry feet. Positively luxuriantly so. And very dark as well. Well, despite my alter ego here on the downs, that was alarm enough to get the old feet out bed this morning! Wouldn't wish that sort of dream on anyone! Brghk!

Mithalwen · 04-24-2013, 02:23 AM

Hilde that is the stuff of nightmares...

Hilde Bracegirdle · 04-25-2013, 07:51 PM

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Originally Posted by Mithalwen

Hilde that is the stuff of nightmares...

Oh it was, it was! *Shutter*

Oddwen · 04-26-2013, 02:13 AM

Sounds like a happenin' party to me!

(So does the pizza!)

Boromir88 · 01-12-2014, 11:34 AM

Last night I had a dream I received some nice rep points from Squatter...I don't understand how it happened, but it's probably my dreams saying I've always sought the approval of Squatter.

I wrote a post in a thread talking about Middle-earth rivers, and one poster was griping about the enchanted river running through Mirkwood. All I said was

"smh for Mirkwood!"

And that post received a long rep from Squatter... about how I was so right because George Takei's social media fame has climbed so high, he's recognized as the leading authority in the Star Trek universe, and this has created some contention because Sulu was a relatively minor character compared to the others. And that somehow there was probably jealousy because I was the leading Middle-earth rivers expert. It made no sense, but it was a good dream.

Mithalwen · 04-26-2013, 12:13 PM

Tea and sympathy for Hilde.How horrible....

the phantom · 06-11-2013, 02:55 PM

I had a fantastic dream two nights ago! It was one of those where I was barely asleep (or deeply asleep & just came out quick) and a touch ill and I woke immediately after, thus it is rich in detail, and more than a little odd. Upon waking I scribbled down as much as I could remember (it was slipping from me even as I tried to recall it), and then went back to sleep, grinning at the thought of posting it here.

And here it is:

Aganzir was carrying on, obsessing about beards per usual. I recall her constantly posting links on Facebook to her favorite beard pictures, and everyone was a mix of annoyed and amused.

Two years later (I'm not certain how the time passed) I found myself in Finland, and decided I would visit Maria, as no one had actually seen her for quite some time. She answered the door promptly and was happy to see me, and invited me in to see various fake beards she had ordered online.

After waving a few furry things in my face, she asked what I was doing in Finland. I informed her I was there for a party (no idea what for), and wide-eyed she asked me what the date was. I told her (can't remember specifically, merely that it amounted to two years later than the start of the dream), and suddenly she collapsed to the floor and held her head, saying something along the lines of, "No, no! It can't be!"

In real life I would have no clue what was the matter, but my dream-self was quite insightful, and knew the dilemma she wrestled with. She had for the first time realized that she had been shut up in her house looking at beards for two whole years! In her mind she had two options-
1) Admit that she had absolutely flushed two years of her life.
This truth was too harsh for her to handle, thus she opted for-
2) Convince herself that it was all worth it, and thrust herself deeper into the world of beards.

Some more time passed (perhaps a year?), and I was visiting Maria again. She was showing me all she had accomplished- starting beard-fan websites, beard fan-clubs, starting a beard awards show, etc. In real life I would have found this both unsettling and hilarious, but in my dream I was quite impressed, and proud that she had accomplished so much, especially as she credited much of her efforts to my previous visit.

A bit later (who knows when?) we were in a dressing room preparing for her to speak at some sort of beard awards show where she was receiving an award for her efforts, and I noticed she didn't look too pleased. It turns out she was still haunted by the possibility that she was wasting her life, and she was considering in her speech recommending that all of the avid beard-fans devote themselves to something more serious and not repeat her mistake.

Overcome by pity for my friend (who had started to cry), I embraced her and began making various supportive comments, and she then asked me to promise that I would help her break the hold that beards had on her life. I can't recall precisely what was said, except I remember her stating that "Beards are like a drug to me".

After a bit I notice that her hand has seemingly of its own accord started stroking my beard (which I grew longer in honor of the awards show apparently). I took her hand and moved it away from my beard and told her, "You need to take control!" She suddenly looked up at me, face red and eyes puffy from crying, but smiling insanely, and said, "No, I need to take your beard!"

I called for the bodyguards outside her room (why did she have them?) as I kept her from breaking loose, knowing full well she intended to cut off my head and mount it on the wall. And only now did I notice she had an entire wall full of mounted dwarf heads (you'd think that would've caught my eye sooner).

My last snippet of dream saw her being hauled away, and me thinking how I should have helped her sooner, before she sunk to such depths.

When I woke, I was feeling quite sad for her, but after a few seconds of reflection I realized that in fact the whole thing was quite funny.

01-21-2013, 09:59 PM	#1
satansaloser2005 The Sweetest Spoiler Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: from beneath you it giggles incessantly Posts: 5,789	Would someone please explain to me why I was so intent on hiding Phantom's flowery pink teapot last night? __________________ "My heart always cowers behind the defense of my wit." Friendship is two pals munching on a well-cooked face together. Fenris bookworm.

04-10-2013, 05:32 AM	#7
Kitanna Child of the West Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Watching President Fillmore ride a unicorn Posts: 2,132	I had a dream last night in which I laced a pizza with weed and fed it to Oddwen, Eomer, and Hookbill. I was trying to convince them that hanging out with me is a good idea. All the while we were trying to hide the pizza from the principle of my high school. It seems whenever BDers make appearances in my dreams I am always trying to get them drunk or high. So be warned anyone headed to my neck of the woods. __________________ "Let us live so that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry." - Mark Twain

04-24-2013, 02:23 AM	#9
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Hilde that is the stuff of nightmares... __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace

04-26-2013, 02:13 AM	#11
Oddwen Drummer in the Deep Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: Next Sunday A.D. Posts: 2,145	Sounds like a happenin' party to me! (So does the pizza!) __________________ But all the while I sit and think of times there were before I listen for returning feet and voices at the door

01-12-2014, 11:34 AM	#12
Boromir88 Laconic Loreman Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: USA Posts: 7,521	Last night I had a dream I received some nice rep points from Squatter...I don't understand how it happened, but it's probably my dreams saying I've always sought the approval of Squatter. I wrote a post in a thread talking about Middle-earth rivers, and one poster was griping about the enchanted river running through Mirkwood. All I said was "smh for Mirkwood!" And that post received a long rep from Squatter... about how I was so right because George Takei's social media fame has climbed so high, he's recognized as the leading authority in the Star Trek universe, and this has created some contention because Sulu was a relatively minor character compared to the others. And that somehow there was probably jealousy because I was the leading Middle-earth rivers expert. It made no sense, but it was a good dream. __________________ Fenris Penguin

04-22-2013, 05:13 PM	#8
Hilde Bracegirdle Relic of Wandering Days Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: You'll See Perpetual Change. Posts: 1,480	I had a particularly fitful rest last night, no doubt from a late night cuppa joe. Finally got to sleep an hour before I was due to roll out of bed, still I woke up again prior to my alarm and realized I had been dreaming that I had seriously furry feet. Positively luxuriantly so. And very dark as well. Well, despite my alter ego here on the downs, that was alarm enough to get the old feet out bed this morning! Wouldn't wish that sort of dream on anyone! Brghk!

04-26-2013, 12:13 PM	#13
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Tea and sympathy for Hilde.How horrible.... __________________ “But Finrod walks with Finarfin his father beneath the trees in Eldamar.” Christopher Tolkien, Requiescat in pace

06-11-2013, 02:55 PM	#14
the phantom Beloved Shadow Join Date: Jul 2002 Location: The Stadium Posts: 5,971	I had a fantastic dream two nights ago! It was one of those where I was barely asleep (or deeply asleep & just came out quick) and a touch ill and I woke immediately after, thus it is rich in detail, and more than a little odd. Upon waking I scribbled down as much as I could remember (it was slipping from me even as I tried to recall it), and then went back to sleep, grinning at the thought of posting it here. And here it is: Aganzir was carrying on, obsessing about beards per usual. I recall her constantly posting links on Facebook to her favorite beard pictures, and everyone was a mix of annoyed and amused. Two years later (I'm not certain how the time passed) I found myself in Finland, and decided I would visit Maria, as no one had actually seen her for quite some time. She answered the door promptly and was happy to see me, and invited me in to see various fake beards she had ordered online. After waving a few furry things in my face, she asked what I was doing in Finland. I informed her I was there for a party (no idea what for), and wide-eyed she asked me what the date was. I told her (can't remember specifically, merely that it amounted to two years later than the start of the dream), and suddenly she collapsed to the floor and held her head, saying something along the lines of, "No, no! It can't be!" In real life I would have no clue what was the matter, but my dream-self was quite insightful, and knew the dilemma she wrestled with. She had for the first time realized that she had been shut up in her house looking at beards for two whole years! In her mind she had two options- 1) Admit that she had absolutely flushed two years of her life. This truth was too harsh for her to handle, thus she opted for- 2) Convince herself that it was all worth it, and thrust herself deeper into the world of beards. Some more time passed (perhaps a year?), and I was visiting Maria again. She was showing me all she had accomplished- starting beard-fan websites, beard fan-clubs, starting a beard awards show, etc. In real life I would have found this both unsettling and hilarious, but in my dream I was quite impressed, and proud that she had accomplished so much, especially as she credited much of her efforts to my previous visit. A bit later (who knows when?) we were in a dressing room preparing for her to speak at some sort of beard awards show where she was receiving an award for her efforts, and I noticed she didn't look too pleased. It turns out she was still haunted by the possibility that she was wasting her life, and she was considering in her speech recommending that all of the avid beard-fans devote themselves to something more serious and not repeat her mistake. Overcome by pity for my friend (who had started to cry), I embraced her and began making various supportive comments, and she then asked me to promise that I would help her break the hold that beards had on her life. I can't recall precisely what was said, except I remember her stating that "Beards are like a drug to me". After a bit I notice that her hand has seemingly of its own accord started stroking my beard (which I grew longer in honor of the awards show apparently). I took her hand and moved it away from my beard and told her, "You need to take control!" She suddenly looked up at me, face red and eyes puffy from crying, but smiling insanely, and said, "No, I need to take your beard!" I called for the bodyguards outside her room (why did she have them?) as I kept her from breaking loose, knowing full well she intended to cut off my head and mount it on the wall. And only now did I notice she had an entire wall full of mounted dwarf heads (you'd think that would've caught my eye sooner). My last snippet of dream saw her being hauled away, and me thinking how I should have helped her sooner, before she sunk to such depths. When I woke, I was feeling quite sad for her, but after a few seconds of reflection I realized that in fact the whole thing was quite funny. __________________ the phantom has posted. This thread is now important. Last edited by the phantom; 06-11-2013 at 03:23 PM.