wat?

[FelixDeCat]

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[Krazy4Real]

crazy dream indeed.... do you owe somebody money in real life? Maybe this dream is telling you to pay them back.

 

[FelixDeCat]

no

 

[W.C. Nimoy]

lol obviously that was the case, since he suddenly deleted the dream entirely after realizing the connection!

Just last night I got into a bidding war with a competing bail bond company, over a guy who had just used an urn containing his grandmothers ashes as a basketball. Swished it right through the net & it exploded on the concrete. A $190k bond seemed excessive, and I told them so, but this huuuge family (dozens of them, and all still on that bball court for some reason) still wanted to get him out now. But hardly had any money.

 

[Mixolydian]

I am very interested to know what's wrong with you.

 

[xanis]

I am very interested to know what's wrong with you.

He has Trollitis.

 

[Murloc]

lol obviously that was the case, since he suddenly deleted the dream entirely after realizing the connection!

Just last night I got into a bidding war with a competing bail bond company, over a guy who had just used an urn containing his grandmothers ashes as a basketball. Swished it right through the net & it exploded on the concrete. A $190k bond seemed excessive, and I told them so, but this huuuge family (dozens of them, and all still on that bball court for some reason) still wanted to get him out now. But hardly had any money.

why is that illegal anyway. Some people want to be dispersed into weird locations in weird ways.

 

[W.C. Nimoy]

Pretty sure it wouldn't be. And even if it was, I don't know why the family, who would have had to press charges in the first place, now suddenly wants him out.

During the dream, the only problem that occurred to me was that the bond amount was more like that for a murderer or something.

 

[W.C. Nimoy]

Last night I was teaching an adult continuing education class. Twenty or thirty people sitting in those multicolored cafeteria chairs, all arranged in a circle. I'm in the middle of the circle with an older African-American man, doing a physical demonstration, & I say... the n-word!

I try to preempt everyone's reaction by immediately conceding my job & holding my hands up as I walk over to pick up my stuff off the desk. Just say looks like I'm done here, & leave. No one else really seemed to react though. Then I kind of regretted quitting my job as I was leaving, & probably should have apologized to that guy, and the class.

I am very interested to know what's wrong with you.

He has Trollitis.

Wait, me, or OP? Not that nothing is wrong with me, but I'd deny that we're trolls, as this was originally his dream thread, before he deleted it. That's all I was building on. Not trying to claim true stories or anything. Otherwise please clarify how I need to shape up, in terms of trolling.

 

[W.C. Nimoy]

I'm still reeling- just woke up from having met Richard Pryor in his prime, going to what was supposed to be my first day on a job, but turned out to be drug/alcohol rehab center. He was a guest, making jokes about his glory days, talking to everyone. Standing right next to me, I was surprised how tall he was, & super nice.

Short lived though, it eventually turned into a watch competition on a paper grid, and everyone got mad at me because I didn't understand how to play the game when it came to my turn.

Then became a real nightmare when I realized I promised a few others there a ride back to the hotel, but I had ridden a motor scooter there.