Utterly Mad

Quote from: saltmummy626 on June 28, 2015, 08:36:38 pm

I dreamed I was a WW2 german soldier attacking some building with other WW2 german soldiers. I managed to sneak into the building only to find that in the time it took me to simply sneak through the open side door, several weeks had passed. All the other german soldiers had been captured and made to sit at school desks while some teacher tried to teach them what it was like to be an american. I passed by a sort of administration desk on my way to see what was going on in the classroom (which I didnt know was a classroom yet) and the secretary behind the desk told me that I was late. there were guards on the doors and when I pulled my mauser to shoot one of them, it wouldnt fire. the guard just looked at me and said "another one eh? better get to class." So I went into the classroom an stood at the back of the room. the teacher was a woman, but there was another guy sitting behind a big teachers desk at the side of the room, he had a thick english/irish accent and seemed to have nothing but disdain for us. I looked down at the soldier in the desk I was standing next to, he just looked at me and said "do what you know to be right" and gestured to a lit stick of dynamite under his desk. I picked it up an threw it, but instead of being thrown, it just fell to the floor at my feet where it broke in half and did not explode. then class ended and the english/irish guy approached me and said "aye, I see what your about now. I got a job for ya, take a look at these." and begins showing me his jewelry and explaining the significance of them and asking about how to repair them. the jewelry is mostly farmers market stuff made from junk polished stones with low grade silver/copper/solder wire crudely wrapped around them. then I wake up.

:/

I can interpret this.

You think school students are as bad as Nazis.