Having dreamt last night that my bathroom and towels were infested with oddly-photographic spiders (They were called “demon spiders” because when people took photos of them they stood up with the legs in the air and looked like little demons) I can’t really agree with you. Realising that I there isn’t a new series of my favourite show is always disapointting, but I’ll take that over phantom itches for at least 4 hours anyday.
What about that dream where you’re either a 19th century nobleman or his descendant, or, really, both, and you’re trying to figure out the secret of the manor house, and, in trying to open up the secret doors, you accidentally turn the manor on, and it starts driving down the highway, but, because it’s a house, you haven’t found the steering wheel or brakes or anything, so you’re careening down the highway in an out-of-control manor house?
Your passengers *were* in the basement till you started driving… now they are running after you with the steering wheel… no I *haven’t* had that dream.
I drive trucks in my dreams (or compact cars, sometimes) and they never have breaks, and they are usually driving backwards. The great dreams I have are always about food. I like food…
I’ve told you before how much I love your psychopaths and murderers, Adam, but I think this nightmare-clown here might have officially taken the top spot on my list.
I gotta say, your logic is unarguable here… Except if I did this one the good-dream-harsh-reality would be being awesome/fail in school.
WOAH. I’m FIRST this time?! Sweet! 8D
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There’s so much truth to this comic, awesome work my good man!
Thanks!
Having dreamt last night that my bathroom and towels were infested with oddly-photographic spiders (They were called “demon spiders” because when people took photos of them they stood up with the legs in the air and looked like little demons) I can’t really agree with you. Realising that I there isn’t a new series of my favourite show is always disapointting, but I’ll take that over phantom itches for at least 4 hours anyday.
It seems I ran out of dreams. Last night I dreamed that I cleaned my glasses. Nothing more. Ummm ….? 😐
I’m panel one, most nights.
A few times I’ve had to check the police blotter in the morning just to make sure I wasn’t actually wanted for something. 😀
Nothing worse than having an AMAZING dream (whatever it is that floats your boat), only to wake up and have to go to work.
What about that dream where you’re either a 19th century nobleman or his descendant, or, really, both, and you’re trying to figure out the secret of the manor house, and, in trying to open up the secret doors, you accidentally turn the manor on, and it starts driving down the highway, but, because it’s a house, you haven’t found the steering wheel or brakes or anything, so you’re careening down the highway in an out-of-control manor house?
Am I the only one who has that one?
Your passengers *were* in the basement till you started driving… now they are running after you with the steering wheel… no I *haven’t* had that dream.
I drive trucks in my dreams (or compact cars, sometimes) and they never have breaks, and they are usually driving backwards. The great dreams I have are always about food. I like food…
Cant really tell the difference between dreams and reality so ill have conversations with friends and not actually have them.
I’ve told you before how much I love your psychopaths and murderers, Adam, but I think this nightmare-clown here might have officially taken the top spot on my list.