WTF

Man, that had to be one of the most fucked up dreams I have ever had. Okay, in this dream, me and Greggy were living in the house I grew up in. (moved when my parents divorced and sold the house.) and we were looking for ghosts and the livingroom had this big picture window in it in the dream (in real life, it did not have this window on the side of the house, the picture window over looked the porch instead in real life)

Well, it was night time, the moon was bright and from what I remember, and I remember this clearly, Greggy looked to me and said "When the moon reaches the ghostly image around it, then the apparitions will be more active." Actually, paranormal activity is most active during thunderstorms because the electricity gives them enough energy to manifest themselves.)

Then I walked to my brothers room and he had some Coronas on a shelf (shitty beer. You wouldn't see me doing this in real life. Ew. Also I don't think he drinks Corona, but I could be wrong.) the beer surprisingly tasted good. My brother was like "WTF, stay out of my beer"

Then he went outside and I locked him out. LOL XD

Then it switches to me and two friends, we were playing around in coffee while dancing in the kitchen. (my mom would have thrown a fit had we really done that. Though there was this one time when I lived there two of my friends set the porch on fire and was dancing around it and my mom pulled up in the drive way and was like "HEY! WTF?? Put that out NOW!")

Yay for fucked up dreams.