i dreamt that i was this snake hunter guy, and that i was walking around in like a jungle or something and i was catching snakes.. i had the full apparel.. a mesh bag strapped to my waist with many snakes of many different colors and stuff.. anyways. i had this pole.. i'd stick it in the grass and then they would slither onto it and hop into the bag.... anyways.. after walking in the jungle, i realized i was suddenly at my dad's house... in his back yard type of thing.... and there was this little budgey bird in the grass peaking out at me.. i put the stick towards it and it's eyes started glowing red.. an evil red.. a red like i've never seen before.. it was a quite rare shade of red i believe, and they started blinking.. i looked at this beast sitting there and it suddenly turned into a GIGANTIC snake.. like in anaconda but not quite that large, and swallowed me whole... i slowly made my way down his throat and into his stomach and down to his tail... i fought my way out it was a bloody mess dammit, but i made it.. i smelt pretty damn bad too so youo know.... who wouldn't after going out the rectum though??? anyways.. i was a real bad stench and stuff, so i forced my way out and rolled out into the dirt.. suddenly i realised i wasn't anywhere i'd been before... in reality or in my dreams.... i looked aroound .. there was a narator.. i couldn't seem to recognize his voice, but i knew he was there.. he was saying all this crap about such and such a tribe and how they were building this giant castle in the side of this big dirt hole.. and about this leader.. i looked around.. i could see the many bare chested people busily working on there castle and stuff. there were also like land rover type trucks racing around and stuff.. some of them very fast.. they were carrying blood and water. i dont know what exactly the blood was for. but i later found out.. it started talking about the young master.. and it was like i was watching a movie.. the shot panned in on the young boy sitting cross legged wearing no more than a silk hankerchief over his whoopie place.. it was quite weird. he had a shaved head and looked up as the shot zoomed in on his face.. he smiled and said "i'm glad you could make it here canadian boy" i was quite confused.. he took some time to tell me that the budgey turning into the snake and eating me was all planned and that he knew that i would be able to make it out of the snake alive and alright.. they had been watching me for many moons and knew that i was the one.. the choosen one.. i had no clue for what .. and i still don't.. well.. at this point of the dream.. that night theere was a giant feast with twizzles and many other strange creatures .. the twizzles were quite entertaining and reminded me of jesters for they did not require food or drink, but survived on the laughter of the people they performed for to make them live and be healthy.. as you can guess, most twizzles are histarically funny and are very healthy bouncy little things.... I came to be friends with a young twizzlian girl named TwiZtalamanthrizia... she was quite friendly... a little too friendly for her own good.. anyways.. about the choosen one crap, he gave me the remote control to the world and he said that i could do anything that i wanted with it.... the first thing i did with it was make the spice girls appear before me.. i slapped every one with my bitch slap of hell and kicked their asses .. well i didn't.. i've been raised not to hit girls, but this is .... or was a dream.... it was funny as hell but i killed them all..next i brought the backstreet boys and hanson together and made them fight.. the little kid from hanson killed them all.. it was the funniest thing.. but then he tripped over a sunflower seed and cracked his head open upon a less than jake jewel case.. it was the funniest thing ever.. i almost woke up at this point laughing my ass off... but i continued dreaming.. it was really neat.. i used this remote control to my full advantage, until one day when i was walking through this wooded area.. i got jumped by a pack of rabid smurfs.. they were singing their deranged lalalalalala song and shit.. it was really scaring me, so i decided to use it on them, but i accidently dropped it.. i made a mad dash and jumped to save it but i was just too late, the little blue creatures had beat me to it.... finally, i was sent home far away from the smurfs.... then the next thing i know, i was being asked by pam (my girlfriend) if i wanted to goto toronto with her.. she said she had her pilot's license and that she'd fly us there.. so naturally, i said ok.... we decided to make a few stop overs.. we were gonna goto cuba, australia (i've always wanted to go there), and somewhere else.. i think it was ireland (matt was with us).. anyways.. we went to cuba and landed on this little island.. but it was no bigger than my house and kevin sidlar was there, sitting in a lawn chair with all the chicks surrounding him.... he was surprised to see us there.. he gave me some really spicey candy that made my jaw damn near fall off.. it was real neat :) anyways.. it was time to leave the small island, but i looked at the plane and the area and i asked pam if we would even be able to take off from there... she said "don't worry.. i have triple stunt card" whatever that was.. she said that a fighter jet would come with a hook, attach to our plane and pull us in the air.. just as it did i was like.. whoa.. this is cool and stuff.. we kinda dangled at first, but the wings caught the air and it was all good.. we decided not to goto the other places.. i'm not exactly suree why, but she promised she would take us to australia and ireland another day.. i thought that was cool.. so we came back here.... it was really strange so we went sailing in the sky to find lucy who was inthe sky with diamonds.. it was really neat but we didn't find them.. all we could seem to find were a few measily beatles...we came back and i decided to goto my dad's for a while and get away from everybody.. so i went out there and worked on my dune buggy... it was going well.... but suddenly somebody i know came out of his house and started talking to me.. i talked for a while, then went back to working on my dune buggy.... a few minutes later that friend came out again.. and he had an oozi.. i was like.. what the fuck? and then suddenly this big black guy came from outta nowhere.. he was wearing a suit, had a briefcase and also had an oozi.. they started chasing me.. i didn't know why.. but i ran.... i ran behind his house and was behind his shed when my dad came out of the shadows and goes.. what's going on? i yelled "run damn you you sun of a bitch!" but he didn't so i grabbed his arm and pulled him as s i started running.... i ran and dove over his fence to his backyard and got up and went to dive over the tree in his backyard.. as i was in the air i got shot a few times.. i looked back to see it was my dad who had shot me... i hit the ground, rolled into the side of his neighbor's house, and i woke up...