Last night, I dreamt I was at a Horse Track with friends having a good time, gambling and drinking. I approach the cashier to place a bet on a race. A horse in the next particular race's name was Xanthos. He was no ordinary horse. He was undefeated thus far with people around me murmuring about how he's the greatest horse at the track and was impossible to beat. So I place a $300 bet on him to win. The cashier looks at me and says "easy money".
The race begins but this is no ordinary race; it's an obstacle course with long concrete tubes for the horse to go through and bars for the horse to jump on a course which looks more like a motocross track. Xanthos starts off strong but faulters while going through one of the tubes and eventually loses the race, costing me $300.
At this point, I'm irate. I find my way to the stables to apparently yell at the horse. Once I'm down there, Xanthos' owners and trainers are all around him fretting and worrying. Little Xanthos has broke his leg and won't be of service to anyone anymore. They are about to shoot him when I speak up and tell the trainers that "this stupid nag cost me $300. Let me shoot him." They oblige me and hand me a shotgun which I immediately put directly between the horse's eyes.
BLAM!
Horse brains spray everyone around as I take Xanthos' head nearly clean off.
Sweetest dream ever!
Originally posted by darvlayHorrible... why didn't you use a knife? Those bullets could be used in a better way...horrible.
Last night, I dreamt I was at a Horse Track with friends having a good time, gambling and drinking. I approach the cashier to place a bet on a race. A horse in the next particular race's name was Xanthos. He was no ordinary horse. He was undefeated thus far with people around me murmuring about how he's the greatest horse at the track and was impossible ...[text shortened]... rains spray everyone around as I take Xanthos' head nearly clean off.
Sweetest dream ever!
Originally posted by darvlayFreud would say that the tubes represent an entrance to your person, and your dream is that you would like Xanthos to enter this tube, and you are prepared to pay for this, although $300 would be a little steep in your own mind. The shooting of Xanthos afterwards reflects a latent desire to keep this to a one off, and this is the only way of making sure this remains the case.
Last night, I dreamt I was at a Horse Track with friends having a good time, gambling and drinking. I approach the cashier to place a bet on a race. A horse in the next particular race's name was Xanthos. He was no ordinary horse. He was undefeated thus far with people around me murmuring about how he's the greatest horse at the track and was impossible ...[text shortened]... rains spray everyone around as I take Xanthos' head nearly clean off.
Sweetest dream ever!
😛
Dr. rhb
Originally posted by rhbSo if I dream about paying $300 to sleep with Xanthos, does that mean I actually want to shoot a horse?
Freud would say that the tubes represent an entrance to your person, and your dream is that you would like Xanthos to enter this tube, and you are prepared to pay for this, although $300 would be a little steep in your own mind. The shooting of Xanthos afterwards reflects a latent desire to keep this to a one off, and this is the only way of making sure this remains the case.
😛
Dr. rhb
Originally posted by darvlayDid you have horse steak afterwards?
Last night, I dreamt I was at a Horse Track with friends having a good time, gambling and drinking. I approach the cashier to place a bet on a race. A horse in the next particular race's name was Xanthos. He was no ordinary horse. He was undefeated thus far with people around me murmuring about how he's the greatest horse at the track and was impossible ...[text shortened]... rains spray everyone around as I take Xanthos' head nearly clean off.
Sweetest dream ever!
Originally posted by darvlayI'd like skeeter in my dreams instead of Xanthos, and mine would be a dream instead of some sick nightmare.
Last night, I dreamt I was at a Horse Track with friends having a good time, gambling and drinking. I approach the cashier to place a bet on a race. A horse in the next particular race's name was Xanthos. He was no ordinary horse. He was undefeated thus far with people around me murmuring about how he's the greatest horse at the track and was impossible ...[text shortened]... rains spray everyone around as I take Xanthos' head nearly clean off.
Sweetest dream ever!