What did I just dream?!

I had what could possibly be the weirdest dream I have ever dreamed. Of course I'm going to share it with you guys. Because the only thing better than being creeped out by a dream, is making other people creeped out by the same dream.

It all started when I got off a school bus from the high school I don't go to anymore. The house I get dropped off at is apparently my house in the dream, but I have never seen this house before in real life. So, I walk up to the front door and enter. I'm immediately thrown into a recliner by a ghost wearing a sombrero. Then, ten more sombrero-wielding ghosts pop up and start tying me to this chair. I try to escape, but the mexican ghosts have tied me too tight!

I'm then teleported into some sort of underground bunker filled with these sombrero wearing ghosts. Since I'm no longer tied to this recliner, I get up and do what any normal person would do. I grab my trumpet from a cubby in the wall, walk into the freezer, and play a bunch of dubstep. Can dubstep be played through a trumpet? Well apparently it's possible because I did it while in a freezer.

Once I was done wubbing my heart out, it was time for some go-kart racing. Apparently these ghosts love their go-kart races (almost as much as their sombreros), but don't have a specific track laid out, so we went ripping through street after street. Various ghosts had to dive out of the way. I was in second, that one ghost that threw me into the recliner really knew how to drive, when the first place ghost ran right through a book garden. Being the nice person I am, I helped that little ghost re-plant all her books so that she could grow award winning stories (if only it worked like that here!).

I never did finish the race, but after all that excitement, it was time for a shower. So I walked over to the community shower (apparently ghosts don't shower much, especially ones that wear sombreros), and realized that there was only one shower. Even more disappointing, was that it was occupied by Santa Claus. Don't worry, Santa offered to share the shower with me, to which I apparently accepted (really, me? really?!). However, before I could get to the shower I slipped on the tile floor and when I banged my head, I woke up.

Since you hardly ever remember every detail about your dream, I'm sure there are details that I'm missing. To be honest, I'm not really sure if I wanted to know what those details were. If the big finale of that dream was taking a shower with Santa Claus, let's just say that is one concussion I would be happy to receive.

Have a dream even weirder than that? Post it in the comments below! :D

Well, first off, it started out as me running away from zombies in a middle of a zombie apocalypse and ran into some people, then after a while, we cam in an old garage and went inside a tank we built and the scene changed into a Fire Emblem game where we are the tank and just blasting away zombies... now after defeating the final zombie, the scene changed into a bar and apparently the zombies are gone and the bar looked like a stomach and had a few drinks and the scene became too erotic to describe. After that night I was pulled in a murder mystery case of one of the girls in the bar. tracking the murderer and kinda forgot what happened because i woke up after that.... hmm youre story is a lot weirder.

Never any dream as weird as that. I have one word:

ROFL.

Actually when I come to think of it there is one dream which I had that was extremely weird.

I had a knife in my hand which was swinging around. I stabbed Ash, Pikachu, Homer Simpson and Justin Bieber.

You're dream is still weirder though.