Dream Killing Game

Perun said:
Sorry, the double-g word is a no-go here. Bye.
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Ha! now there's a dream killer hehe.
chaosapiant said:
For everyone you ban, two more pop up; a total nightmare!

I wish Lady Gaga would open for Maiden.
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Um... Lady Gaga opens for Maiden. Sorry as much as I love both acts Gaga opening for Maiden is a nightmare in itself.

I want, no no, I NEED a beer.
 
You go to the fridge to get your beer and its empty. So you hop on your bike and head to the local Slurp n' Gulp for a 6-pack. When you get there, the only thing left is Natural Light, but what the hell, you wanted it. So you get the beer and ride off, but 3 blocks from home, you swerve to miss a car in the wrong lane, bounce off a homeless guy, and get hit by a car pulling out of the local parking garage  your beer goes flying and sprays all over the place as you cartwheel off the hood. When you land, broken and bruised, you see one cold one left, so you open it to have your beer at last. When the cops pull up, finally, they give you a dui and take you to jail.
 
Onhell said:
Ha! now there's a dream killer hehe.
Um... Lady Gaga opens for Maiden. Sorry as much as I love both acts Gaga opening for Maiden is a nightmare in itself.

I want, no no, I NEED a beer.
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So I'm NOT the only metal heat to actually like Lady Gaga!

Your beer explodes and the shrapnel tears your eyes out....but the taste is still good.

I wish I didn't just shake my drink up, thinking the top was still on.  Doh! :ninja:
 
Man, I was hoping for a drink off between the house cat with opposable thumbs with his Keystone Light and me with my Natty Light... oh well.

You give your drink to Wasted, he opens it and it sprays all over his face. You're laughing so hard you don't see his fist coming toward your face. Not laughing now, huh? Oh no, instead a brawl breaks out and after destroying half the Sonic you guys are hanging out at the cops finally show up and arrest you. You both get charged with assault and get thrown in jail with real hooligans doing time for shoplifting the quickie mart and playing basketball after dark. Speaking of the dark there are reasons to fear the dark... like hearing your cellies plot against you and hearing the familiar sounds of KY gel being squeezed out of the bottle... On a bright note, the jail rape bring you and wasted closer together and become best buds... so it wasn't all too bad.


I wish my car wasn't overheating...
 
It's not... It's just becoming possessed by the devil. It goes on a killing spree starting with you.

I wish I had one hand with eight fingers and the other with one.
 
And, amazingly enough, your request to be accepted to Dr. Moreau's clinic had been fulfilled!!  So, when you woke from the surgery, you had only one finger on one hand, and eight on the other.  Unfortunately, you found out that your nervous system had been rewired as well, and the finger on the one hand was your right, and it ended up being the talon of a harpy.  When you try to flex the one finger, all eight on your left hand flex instead; the only way to move the finger on your right hand is when you get an erection.  Interesting enough, you can only move the eight fingers on your left hand by getting an erection, which would have been a great bonus to your porn star career, if the great Doctor hadn't replaced your male member with that of a miniature dachshund.  Now, when you want to pop the top on a beer can, you have to look at a picture of Lady Gaga to get anything to move properly....

I wish I could find a beer with the taste of a dark beer and the calories benefits of water. 
 
You find the beer, but after one bottle, your liver becomes so messed up that you can't drink anymore.

I wish I could have a hot night with Lauren Harris.
 
Travis_AKA_fonzbear2000 said:
You find the beer, but after one bottle, your liver becomes so messed up that you can't drink anymore.

I wish I could have a hot night with Lauren Harris.
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You do...then Steve Harris has a hot night with you!  :lol:

I wish my turds could tell me how the inside of my body is doing.
 
They tell you that your body is doing great, but then they escape through your mouth and take over the world.

I wish I could travel to the future and hear the next Maiden album.
 
Travis_AKA_fonzbear2000 said:
I wish I could travel to the future and hear the next Maiden album.
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You set your time machine for early 2013. You zip through a worm hole a light speed and upon your arrival, all there is a void in space where earth use to be. You say to yourself  "hmm... i guess the Mayan's where right."


I hope Maiden and Priest do a 30th Anniversary tour together to commemorate their 1982 tour.
 
wsoul1 said:
You set your time machine for early 2013. You zip through a worm hole a light speed and upon your arrival, all there is a void in space where earth use to be. You say to yourself  "hmm... i guess the Mayan's where right."


I hope Maiden and Priest do a 30th Anniversary tour together to commemorate their 1982 tour.
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The tour happens, but the sheer awesomeness of Maiden devours Judas Priest, and they are lost in the vortex of win.  Priest are never heard from again.

I wish the next "early years" dvd is both the Maiden England and 1992 Donnington gigs.
 
Both of those are on the DVD. But you unfortunately bought the Necronomicon Special Edition, which summons Nyarlathotep The Crawling Chaos when played. That's right, look closer at the "special features" listed on the DVD cover, it's right there. Too late to return it, Nyarlathotep is busy making a milkshake out of your brain.


I wish I had rocket shoes like Wile E. Coyote so I could get around a bit quicker.
 
SinisterMinisterX said:
Both of those are on the DVD. But you unfortunately bought the Necronomicon Special Edition, which summons Nyarlathotep The Crawling Chaos when played. That's right, look closer at the "special features" listed on the DVD cover, it's right there. Too late to return it, Nyarlathotep is busy making a milkshake out of your brain.


I wish I had rocket shoes like Wile E. Coyote so I could get around a bit quicker.
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Have you seen the cartoon?  That dream practically kills itself.  But for the posterity of the thread, let's just say that you are beguiled by a certain road runner, and find yourself imbedded in the face of a steep cliff.

I wish I could get a "shoulder ride" from Bruce like Dave used to.
 
You do... but Bruce trips and your head smashes into the ground and you die. Bruce, needless to say, walks away unaffected.

I wish I had fifteen dicks.
 
That's 15 different STDs for you.

I wish I had my leather jacket back in full working order.
 
You get it back, fixed and all, but the first time you wear it out you're beaten senseless by a stray PETA protest.

I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow.
 
SinisterMinisterX said:
You get it back, fixed and all, but the first time you wear it out you're beaten senseless by a stray PETA protest.

I wish I didn't have to work tomorrow.
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You don't have to work tomorrow....because you just got laid off.

I wish the 5th "Song of Ice and Fire" book would hurry up and get released.
 
It gets released tomorrow. You go and buy a copy and settle into your favorite chair in the living room. You flip to page one only to find the pages filled with Justin Beiber lyrics.

I wish my dog could talk.
 
Suicidehummer said:
It gets released tomorrow. You go and buy a copy and settle into your favorite chair in the living room. You flip to page one only to find the pages filled with Justin Beiber lyrics.

I wish my dog could talk.
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Your dog learns to talk, and speaks Justin Bieber lyrics to you like poetry.  Touche!

I wish my house could fly.  (I bet I already know how this will end)
 
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