I had a really weird dream last night. Very weird, even for me.

This guy who looked like Marcie’s second husband from MWC somehow killed me, or his actions resulted in my death. When I died, I went to a strip-mall in Overland Park, to the dead-people office. In the dead people office, you wait in a line to go down into the basement. In the basement, all the dead people go in a door that takes them to their eternal resting place, be it Heaven, Hell, or ‘other.’ There were technicalities in my death, so I was waiting in the waiting room. In the waiting room, sex was encouraged, since it was a good way to pass the time (and you may have to wait for a LONG time) so I was makin it with this nice looking girl, when all the processes were done, and everyone waiting in line was allowed to go to their place, and all the people in the waiting room were allowed to go, also. I got up with everyone, and we all started moving towards the doors, when I saw a line of babies (thousands) crawling towards a small door. “What’s that?” I ask. “Those are all the aborted babies going to Heaven,” I’m told. I started crying (like a baby, you might say) over this, and ducked down a peripheral hallway to catch myself. When I came back, the entire area was empty. I went back upstairs, and it turns out they’ve closed for the night. So I go back down and wait until morning.

Morning comes, and the secretaries arrive. I go tell them what happened, and they’re like “Oh, fuck!” I ask them what I can do, and they’re like “Well, you have to wait for the next group to arrive, I guess.” I asked them what I could do until then, since no one was in the waiting room, and they told me I could stick around upstairs and hang out if I wanted. I tried to do stuff for them, but since I was a ghost, I couldn’t do much. I started concentrating on it, like in “Ghost” and was finally able to move papers around and stuff. After alot of work, I was able to manipulate stuff like I was alive, without even thinking about it.

I got bored, and against the objections of the secretaries, I went outside. I started walking along, when I saw some people I had known. I forced myself to be visible to them and flagged them down. I told them what had happened, and they were PISSED. So we got in their car (an old style Escort) and went to the guy’s house. When we got to his house, after I broke in, we found out he wasn’t there.

We drove to the local LRonner compound. He was in there, working out and cleansing his mind. The fake doctors kept taking readings on him and stuff. We decided that I deserved to live and he didn’t. We made a plan to kill him so that his spirit would leave his body, and I would jump in while he was gone.

So we taint this guy’s water, and he starts dying. Right as he dies, I jump in his body, but instead of going to the dead-peoples office, his ghost sticks around because he realizes something is up. He chases us out to the car. The car doesn’t work. Right as he gets to us, I wake up.

Strange dream.

–Tim

First it was alcohol. Then it was magic mushrooms.

Fellow Dopers, what substance has Homer posted on now? I think it was pizza before bedtime.

perhaps Magic mushroom Pizza, several conflicting alcohols before bed, and an unrelenting desire to have sex when he’s a ghost.

:smiley:

[Krusty the Clown] Ohhhh man. Kid, don’t invite me into your dreams no more. [/Krusty the Clown]

Homer, you’re having mushroom flashbacks in your sleep!

Hmm, a formiddable combination of mushrooms, acid and paint stripper is the only explanation for a dream this weird.

Dammit Homer your dream’s gonna give me nightmares :stuck_out_tongue:

According to the Jump the Shark page, this dream will not be picked up next season because Ted McGinley appeared in it :smiley: