Stay Puft Marshmallow Man 05Sep08 | 0
The dream
Dream song of the night | The Cranberries : Dreams
Last night I became the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man. Stomping down my neighbourhood street, I pulled a mother from each of the houses, and began munching on them - I think I sat on a few also. Until someone lit a giant match under me and I melted. I went down in a screaming heap surrounded by miniature witches from the Wizard of Oz cackling at me.
That wasn’t the end for me though. I was re-incarnated (much to my horror) as jar jar binks. Is there any character on this earth who is more annoying than this dude. I don’t think so. On the subject, hands up who really cares if critics believe Jar Jar was also stereotypically gay? Far out. Some people have too much time on their hands.
The real world
Note to self: stop watching movies before you go to bed. No more whoppers with cheese and bacon and bacon and bacon and bacon and bacon and bacon.
The dreambook says
I could find absolutely nothing on this dream. There are no interpretations of this. AT ALL!.
