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I had a dream that I was moving or something and I filled my car up with all my stuff and then some guy crashed his car into my driveway and got out and chased me around trying to shoot me. |
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There are no conversations. |
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Sante D'Orazio |
I'm trained to look for certain things... I shoot, I shoot, I shoot, and then I go find it in the ether. |
Larry David |
I still think of that guy I was without a wife or kids, and I still want to entertain that guy. The lonely guy, the frustrated guy, the guy with no money - this is the guy who needs to laugh. |
Roshon Fegan |
I love dressing up. I like going out and buying some crazy stuff. I like stuff that's new, innovative and weird. I just pick out stuff that is unique and anything that I'm really diggin'. I don't really care if it's kind of out there. That's what I'm about. I like picking stuff that is really different. |
Dylan Baker |
One of the big things that if you've got a guy who is doing things that other people could view as evil or bad, then you've got to find the silver lining: you've got to find the thing that makes this guy a good guy. |
Katie Featherston |
I have plenty of dream roles because there is so much I want to do, but my dream year would be to be in a single-camera comedy and then, on my hiatus, film a little low-budget indie drama. That would be a dream 12-month period. A dream role depends on having good material and working with people that I can learn from. |
P. J. O'Rourke |
Modern elites live in bubbles of liberal affluence like Ann Arbor, Brookline, the Upper West Side, Palo Alto, or Chevy Chase. These places used to have impoverished neighborhoods nearby, but the poor people got chased out by young singles living in group homes, hipsters, and urban homesteading gay couples. |
Mark Indelicato |
When I was 4, my dad let me 'help' him back out of the driveway, but I'm amazing at driving golf carts. |
Boman Irani |
Sometime you go out and you wonder why these people are standing in the rain, and then you realize that years ago you were a fan, too. I, too, was chased by cops for watching my favourite celebrities. |
Burl Ives |
I stopped and gazed on the little dull man who was being paid to be a teacher of teachers. I turned and walked to the door, slammed it closed with a bang, and broken glass crashed to the floor. There was uproar behind me in the class, which did not interest me at all. |
Dinesh D'Souza |
If Obama came by his liberalism in the faculty lounge, then sure, he can see it hasn't worked, and he can modify it. But if Obama got his formative ideas when he was very young, and if they are the result of his traumatic relationship with his father, then they are built into his psyche. |
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I had a dream I was driving someone's car and I crashed it and ended up in some mountain. I was walking around this mountain thing and noticed it was sort of moving, then realized it was a giant octopus. It was the middle of the day and it was bright, and everywhere there was darkness there were spiders. Every spot that had no sun was covered with so many spiders that you could barely see through them. I remember knowing the sun was setting and being worried, and then I woke up.
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I had some dream about my house catching on fire and then some other dream where I was having a wedding in my parents driveway and I fell over and collapsed or something. There was also a secret mine track in the woods that led to a hidden forest pool area.
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I had a dream I was wandering around Europe and I kept running into these two girls. They were talking about how they were moving to Canada and I was like "wow me too, weird!" Then I was walking around this public area that was a mix of shops and parks and I stepped on this sand that seemed like it was for some religious ceremony. It was arranged to make a picture of some elephants and red robes and stuff. I realized I stepped on it and jumped off, worried that someone would be offended but they said it was okay. There was a lot more to the dream but that's what I remember.
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Crashed my in-law car while drunk against a building with people outside. Bounced and crashed another car. No one got hurt, the building was cool, the other car had been damaged way before and repaired the damn car with my bare hands.
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I had a dream me and my best friend were at my parents house and we were being chased by a wallaby-mole hybrid.
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I had a dream that I was in a house in the suburbs and there was a person there that was considered a genius of sorts. He was probably in his 40s and his skill was to be able to recognize and match the resonant frequencies of objects in a way that gave him fine-grained control over their movement from the other side of a building. He was tapping his desk and foot in changing rhythms and lamps and chairs and papers were moving around in the basement. He drew a picture on a piece of paper in the basement but he was still upstairs tapping. Then a car crashed through the front window of the house and hit him, presumably killing him. A girl ran out of the car who claimed to be my sister and told me that she needed my help. She was being followed by someone who thought they were her partner in crime but this guy was crazy. We were supposed to go along with him until we could find a chance to get away. Apparently he knew where she was and was coming for us.
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I had a dream that the national surveilance state was trying to arrest me. Trump daddy was personally aware of me. All the cellphones were listening for me. My crimes were political dissidence and anarchist apologetics which had recently become illegal. The main action of the dream was me running around this insane hotel being chased by federal agents.
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When I was really little I had a very memorable dream. I was being chased up a cartoon steamboat by a Barney-looking-type. By the way, I was princess peach in my dream. I ended up jumping off the steamboat and swimming to some island, but I think I woke up before getting to the island because I don't remember anything interesting after that.
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I had a dream that I was driving a car and I think someone was speeding past us but for some reason we needed to catch him. I took a shortcut to cut him off and then suddenly was in a suburb and not in a car. The guy was on a horse and had a gun and was shooting at me and chased me all across town.
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I had a dream that I was at some sort of wedding in a country I didn't recognize. They had all these strange traditions that I was trying to figure out and participate in but I had no idea what I was doing. Everyone was wearing a blue, red, or tan colored robe. I was wearing a tan one and people were in groups. I was supposed to be in a group but I couldn't figure out which one. I had some realization that my group must have left already. I didn't know where they were going but I ran out of this room and there was a big glass elevator. There was a guy frantically pointing at the patterns on the tile floor and rambling about the elevator. Three people stood in front of the elevator, me and two women. One women saw this guy and stepped back and the other woman and I got on the elevator. It went down nearly to the bottom and then started moving up again and suddenly fell off the cables and crashed two or three stories below. I crawled out of what was left of the elevator covered in blood...
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