09-20-2015, 02:13 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-20-2015, 02:13 AM by WeaponTheory.)
Egoraptor the gigglefucker.
It was me, Arin Hanson aka Egoraptor, and someone else. We are in a vehicle and Arin is driving. We're on a highway. We're goofing off and having a grand ol time. Much laughter was had. And this dumb motherfucker decides to giggle his way onto the wrong side of traffic.
He's pushing the pedal. Full speed ahead. I can feel myself sinking, full of fear, yelling at him to slow down, stop, quit playing, anything! We wreck into a commercial truck that got smacked into another big vehicle. I crawl but Arin and the other person is nowhere to be found. Traffic stops. On lookers at the scene. And they're laughing at me....I'm asking why, only to get a response that "I was a fool that deserved it".
I'm very sad and no one wants to help me. A family car pulls up near me, a little gets out, and gave me her stuffed animal. I hugged it, got up and limped away from the scene. After a some feet, I "woke up".
I'm on a couch, and there's a dinner gathering going on. This was the laughter I heard in my dream. Unfortunately, people were starting to leave, so I missed out on the dinner and company.
Then I really woke up. The chatter in my dream turns out to be the chatter from my neighbors. Loud asses.
It was me, Arin Hanson aka Egoraptor, and someone else. We are in a vehicle and Arin is driving. We're on a highway. We're goofing off and having a grand ol time. Much laughter was had. And this dumb motherfucker decides to giggle his way onto the wrong side of traffic.
He's pushing the pedal. Full speed ahead. I can feel myself sinking, full of fear, yelling at him to slow down, stop, quit playing, anything! We wreck into a commercial truck that got smacked into another big vehicle. I crawl but Arin and the other person is nowhere to be found. Traffic stops. On lookers at the scene. And they're laughing at me....I'm asking why, only to get a response that "I was a fool that deserved it".
I'm very sad and no one wants to help me. A family car pulls up near me, a little gets out, and gave me her stuffed animal. I hugged it, got up and limped away from the scene. After a some feet, I "woke up".
I'm on a couch, and there's a dinner gathering going on. This was the laughter I heard in my dream. Unfortunately, people were starting to leave, so I missed out on the dinner and company.
Then I really woke up. The chatter in my dream turns out to be the chatter from my neighbors. Loud asses.
"Who am I to tell you something that you already know?
Who am I to tell you 'Hold on' when you wanna let go?
Who am I? I'm just a sicko with a song in my head and it keeps playing again and again and again and again."
https://youtu.be/bdJ7xe70ck0