The Icingcano
Bottom layer of brownies, topped by a layer of chocolate cake and a layer of red velvet cake, smothered in Oreos mixed with frosting, rice Krispies, marshmallow fluff, meringue and chocolate pudding.
Please oh please oh please oh please
Dream Weaver: 35
So Michael had the BRILLIANT idea of going into this house to compete against other people for the chance of winning a “mysterious prize”.
Each person had their own challenges that they had to overcome, and if they failed, they would be killed.
I refused to go in at first, but he’s so damn convincing!
We were able to get through a lot of the challenges, but many people unfortunately were not.
Then, at one point, there was a challenge that was tailored to each person specifically.
My challenge?
I had to eat a jar of quarters, nickels, and dimes.
Fucking TERRIBLE.
Dream Weaver: 34
In a dystopian future where one must escape the clutches of absolute government, I ran and kept running so I wouldn’t be caught.
My group finally found a place we could stay safely, but people started filtering in, endangering our hidden settlement by attracting attention.
A dangerous group of men stopped by our “home” and demanded we either pay them some of our food or sexually gratify them.
Upon seeing the fairly attractive young ladies in our group, they sprung into violent action.
We ended up drowning them all in a nearby body of water, go figure.
Interestingly enough, most of the dream consisted of us arguing about the orientation of the furniture.
