Can this still be real or just some crazy dream?

The Flash said:
I had a dream last night where someone gave me some kind of a dessert packaged in a rectangular red box. I put the box under my arm and started walking around. I toured the entire city with the box with me, discovered streets that I had never seen before. Around noon with sun gleaming I came to a park/fair like place that led to an entrance that you see in shopping malls. People would swipe the products they bought there against a machine on there. I went past the machine with the box under my arm and some people started running after me, thinking I had stolen the box. I shouted "It was a gift! I didn't buy it here!" and started running away. I ran for miles until I saw the person who gave me the box as a gift. He saluted me and I saluted him back and continued to run and realized I would spend my entire life running away.
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Have you been listening to The Fugitive a lot lately?
 
Perun said:
Thing is, the nerds even giggled the way nerds do when they make a joke that is hilarious to them but has no meaning to anybody else.
Like, the jokes I make. :p
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There's an old saying: if it quacks like a duck, it's a duck. Well, it seems you joke like a nerd... :p
 
Why all the nerd bashing?
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So I had a dream about Iron Maiden performing covers of Bat Out Of Hell, and UB40 songs in a concert, which somehow lead to me going to 1925 in the Welsh countryside with a family to visit a farm owned by someone from Germany, which then lead to me and some high school friends fighting a rabid dog with knives.
 
Ugh. I hate rabid dog dreams. And what is it with you and knives, RTC?

Anyway, last night I had a dream that Nick Holmes from Paradise Lost was really pissed off with me because I wrote an article about him describing him as 'ginger'. His girlfriend was going to kill me.
 
RTC said:
Iron Maiden performing covers of Bat Out Of Hell
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I would pay large amounts of money to see this in real life. Bruce would own that song. Meat Loaf barely reached the final high C; Bruce would not only hit that note but hold it for 20 seconds.
 
I dreamed that I was a marionette player, performing before audiences. I hated marionettes and did it intentionally poorly because I didn't want to do it for a living.
 
I dreamed I was on a secret mission at a local winter resort. Apparently, I had failed because I was chased by a bunch of guys with huge guns and they were quickly gaining ground. I knew I had to find somebody (my partner or friend, I don't exactly know) and we had to escape together. I found the bastard, looked exactly like Rob Halford, completely wasted at a pub. I had to drag him along with me, while he was almost unconscious. We finally found our super-cool-secret-agent vehicle in the shape of a rock with all sorts of buttons and a steering wheel installed inside, so we managed to escape.
 
I was walking through a zoo and the trainers were doing tricks with the animals. Suddenly a grizzly bear stood up and started singing "Still Life": "Nightmares, spirits calling me..." Quite an impressive trick, and the bear had a good baritone voice. Then I realized a bear was standing up and singing Iron Maiden right in front of me, and I got the hell out of there.
 
I saw a depressing dream. I was in some kind of a penitentiary where people around my age were cured. I remember hating the place, eating in a large hall with the other "patients" and bursting into tears at some point.
 
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