What was the best dream you've ever had?

I had a really good one recently... (It was about a month ago.)

I dreamt that I was hosting a huge birthday party at my house. There were literally about 200 people there, and there were mini campfires outside my house with people dancing around to loud music. (Kinda seemed like Woodstock.)

I had a small pet monkey with me who was my newest pet. He was the coolest monkey ever. The only problem is, his butt was a little slimy as I was holding him, but he was so cute and fuzzy. I just had to constantly readjust him in my arms so that I wasn't touching his butt.

But anyways, I went around introducing my monkey to everyone. People kept asking me his name, but I wouldn't say it. He was going around picking lice out of people's hair, then eating it... but the people thanked me for helping them get the lice out of their hair (cos they weren't able to get the lice out on their own).

After that, I bought my pet monkey a pet Chihuahua. My monkey loved it. He went around my house walking the dog and waving hi to everyone. Everyone thought it was the cutest thing.

Then some guy at my party offered me $10 million to buy my monkey, but I literally said "f*** off. He's not for sale." He was my monkey and only my monkey.

Shortly after that, my monkey ran into traffic and got hit by a car. I tried to resuscitate him, but he wouldn't come back to life. Then somehow my dead monkey ended up turning into 2 new pet monkeys. Then I sold one of the pet monkeys to the guy for $10 million.

[pirilin]

Rode a kid's trike being an adult. Up the walls and the ceiling.
I new I was dreaming, so I enjoyed it to the max.
The sexuals never end right.

i checked in to a mental hospital, and as it happened, 1 of the people checked in at the same time was called george

george understood me and every day we spent hours talking- he revealed he suffered a lot of the same stuff as me

1 day he asked if he could take me out to the park, and promised me he'd look after me- he told me that when ever my agoraphobia got too much, we'd head back

so we ended up not at the park, but at the nearby bar getting drunk- it was a wild night indeed

then we staggerd back to the hospital and collapsed before we even made it far- and by the next morning, he'd been released and he was gone and i cried to the nurses

it was weird but wonderful at the same time.. shame their's no one in the living world who cares about me.