Tuesday, April 21, 2015

4.20.2015 Tub stomping

I was having a spot of tea with a lovely little old couple, in their charming little apartment. Somehow, dream me convinced myself that this cute couple was actually my parents. While we are having good conversation, the door breaks down, and these two thugs storm in (one male, one female). They start roughing things up and hit the old man (my dad!) in the head with a crow bar. I get really pissed, and rush the old lady (my mom!) into the bathroom to hide in a closet. I come back out, grab a fireplace poker, and start beating into these two thugs. I manage to knock both of them unconscience, and then proceed to drag their bodies into the bathroom. I place both of their heads, with their mouths open, against the edge of the tub (setting up for a curb stomp, but instead of a curb, on the edge of the bathtub). I attempt to stomp the girl thug's head, but because the tub isn't made of concrete, her head just slips off the smooth edge. I have to keep replacing it, and trying my hardest to keep it still. She starts to gain consciousness, but my elderly mother comes out of the closet and holds the head still for me, so I can stomp it properly. Stomp, stomp, stomp.

Sometimes I have really brutal and gruesome dreams, and they are completely out of nowhere. I guess this is my subconscious worrying about my parents aging and people trying to take advantage of them, or hurt them? Moral of the story: don't mess with my parents, especially during tea time.

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