Had a few KF dreams and wanted to write them down before I forgot them.

Maeis

Maeis

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One i remember was me scrolling through a thread about trailer trash (a subject I have not decided to explore), and I remember watching grainy footage of someone in a flatbed truck absolutely demolish a trailer home. Another video involved a guy recklessly grabbing electric cables and yanking them out of his appliances which someone was screaming I'm your neighbor dude! and there were sparks everywhere

Another was me pulling the trigger on asking the Farms for help finding my long lost friend from high school, something I actually wanted to do. Problem is, we both lived on top of each other in a small town, so if I doxxed him to give you guys something to go on, I'd self-dox. I think it actually worked out, the details are slipping away.
 
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One time I fell asleep while listening to mad at the internet. I had a dream I was in a car at the grand canyon with null. He was in the driver's seat and he let the hand brake off and locked the doors. The car started rolling towards the edge of the grand canyon and I couldn't unlock the door and was freaking out. Then my girlfriend woke me up because I was thrashing around and yelling shit in my sleep
 
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A while ago, I came close to having an embarrassing accident when I copied and pasted something very different from what I intended to and only noticed it a second before hitting post. Apparently I was still thinking about it when falling asleep, because I dreamt of the forum and its secret storage where all the unpublished posts go to wait for their time to reemerge just when you start to feel safe again.
 
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Last night I dreamt about Kiwi Farms selling refurbished and used laptops. Sometimes, I dreamt weird shit like Slobbermutts jumping through fences, deathfats as pigs having swine flu, Fatrick tries to fly to paradise, and KF turns into a Balkan warzone.
 
When the Rekieta stuff broke, I fell asleep reading his thread. I had a dream that his deck was covered in suicide nets. People were climbing up and tearing through the nets, coming abroad the deck to sumo wrestle me. The whole dream I was standing on a wooden surface just trying to push these guys around.
 
I dreamed that I met Null IRL and he was actually just an intelligent dog using his paws to type shitposts on the forums and hiding behind a fake human persona
 
Don't think I've dreamt of KF yet. But I know for a fact it will happen eventually.
I sometimes dream of 420chan and /wooo/ specifically. Guess I really do miss it. Given enough time KF will take its place in my dreams
 
If you're dreaming about spending time on the internet, regardless of the site, that's a sign to spend less time online, and more time doing something (anything) else.
 
I was depressed a while back and have been watching a lot of old Chris videos. I took some Xanax and NyQuil to help get over this cold I have been having. I was watching "THAT IS MY HOUSE" and then that one with the sound of Bob yawning and/or dying followed it when I fell asleep.

I had this dream and it was so vivid. Bob came into my room, but he wasn't moving any of his appendages. His eyes were wide open and his pupils were red. He was hovering like six inches off the ground and just staring straight forward. He had on a button up flannel, overalls and tight jeans showing of his manly bulge. I don't know why I did this, but I reached out and caressed his bulge and I could feel this turgid feeling and this throbbing. I gragged myfinger across it and this fleshy, throbbing, bulbous member ripped straight across the fly, leaving his zipper hanging in the cool Autumn breeze. I grabbed it ad manipulated it a bit and tried to bendit in my index finger and thumb, but the tensile strength was great. His seemly, feral uncircumsized member was pulsing and the blood running through the bent blue vein of his cock beat as though his heart was still alive. He looked down at me and said, "listen boy, get your black ass down in the gutter and stay there." This confused me because I am caucasian. From my closet though, a Nigerian man in a pickle suit emerged. He walked fluidly and was very human unlike Bob. As the Niggo walked forward Bob began to float backward and say "I got no black ass. I got no black ass. I got no black ass." I was confused, frightened and frankly, aroused.

As Bob floated backwards the Pickle suited Niggo removed a 19" cock from his suit and began to stroke it while looking at me. I finally up and asked "What is going on, Mr. Chandler?" Bob retorted "SPOOFING." I responded "What?" And Bob exclaimed "SPOOFING. S-P-O-O-F-I-N-G."

The Niggo smacked me and I rolled over. I sleep naked, so he saw his opportunity; there was easy access. He penetrated me and was relentless. I could feel my prostate being irritated by the bulbous nature of his cock as my asshole tore under the stain of his Zulu penis. I could feel tensing sensations and knew he was almost complete. My hips were squeezed as he ejaculated into my digestive tract. Bob's in the corner spontaniously orgasming, his cock shooting load after load of cum like a whip cream filled water pistol. The African Gherkin laid across me and nibbled on my ear and whispered "I am Batman". I say "huh?" as I hear a clang in the corner. It's Bob and he has an axe. "Get away from that Internet, I'm cuttin' it down" he says as he comes down across the cable running to mycomputer. I pass out.

I woke up and there was an axe laying next to my fractured cable line. To this day I wonder what really happened that night. I have tried every mix of xanax and NyQuil I can get my hands on. I have been to treatment 14 times for xanax addiction. I don't care though. I just need to just one more time get back to the time in my life when I was cucking Bob.
 
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