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Weirdest Dream Ever!

Ok, so randomly, I’m at the Wakefield Bowladrome and I see some sexy hunny from High School, as she’s placing her bowling shoes on her cute feet. I ask her general questions, like “how’s school going?” and blah blah blah. For some strange reason, I’m not there to bowl, but to attend a concert?! I know wtf?! The arcade, vending machine section was all knocked down and instead there’s just a blank space for bands to play shows. As it turns out, this isn’t just any old concert, but it’s none other than America’s worst nightmare, himself…. G.G. Allin! So, a few friends (I don’t even know who) and I are in the front and the Murder Junkies are all ready to go, minus jeje, and some diehard, frightening fans are surrounding us and are going nuts! The place is packed and the “kill myself for you GG!” creeps are chanting what’s left of their lungs out for their messiah. He arrives and all hell breaks loose. Immediately, he smashes one of his follower’s in the face with the mic, there’s blood gushing everywhere. Moshing like crazy, I’m thrown from one side of the room to the other. My comrades and I are thinking, let’s get the fuck outta here! But, then again we don’t want to look like pussies! Shit. Amidst the mayhem, my lip is busted open, but not too too bad. GG starts getting pissed, for one reason or another and he heaves a bowling ball at the crowd. Fortunately, in his, drunken, sprung out on heroin state, he has awful aim and completely misses anyone. As he is, undressing himself, the Cops show up and arrest him.

That was my dream. We probably wouldn’t survive a real G.G. show haha.

Chris

A Crazy Night

I was in a college building…maybe a residence hall, maybe not. There was a concert going on in the main lobby area. I was moshing and happened to have shoved GG Allin. I suddenly became terribly frightened because GG himself was chasing after me. I hurried down the emergency exit stairs, but GG was following me. I then turned a corner after exiting the parking garage. I was about ten or fifteen paces ahead of GG and I hoped he would take a right instead of a left. I didn’t look behind me; I climbed a grassy mountain and then ran down it on the other side. I ended up in a neighborhood near Chute Falls, New Hampshire. The neighborhood was sort of rural, but nice. I walked past the waterfalls into a tavern. There were a bunch of old men with beards. There were many posters hanging on walls that advertised local folk acts. I was disappointed because I thought this place would have bands that I recognized. I asked where I was and they told me. I left that place and hurried into a random house, asking the people if I could stay over because somebody is chasing after me. I called home and asked to be picked up the next  morning. That was a crazy night.