1,001 Ways to Eat My Jizz, Part 3: Biscuits and Gravy Edition

Who could resist with a title like that

You've seen the movie Drumline. Here's the real deal. I stumbled over it by accident. But there is a whole archive with videos of real drumlines and Awesome drummers.

Ever since Sweet Child of Mine. I have been constantly having dreams. That is wierd as you might have remembered me saying that I seldom dream at all much less every night. Now, I do not remember most of them, But since I woke up not too long ago. I still remember patches of last nights and had to write it down fast since it's the freakiest of the lot.

First thing I remember is being in a car on my way Out of Singapore. Got stopped at the immigration and for some reason I was not allowed to leave (Now I'm not Singaporean so I didn't understand why they wouldn't let me leave). After what seems like an age, my friends leave and I had to follow the immigration officer to this large building to clarify the situation. (Here, the dream gets hazy) The next thing I remember is that I followed the officer to a corridor which turned into a scene from "Tron". Complete with the lights and Disc weapon. Seemed to be a training course of such and I was busting sentry guns with the disc. At the end of the course, I'm back in reality with the immigration officer which has now turned into a hot chick. We get on the elevator up to the management floor. Half way through something happens, I am not really sure how the lift stops or how we got out of the lift but I remember the "hot chick previously known as immigration officer" told me that her office is a few floors up. Now there are zombies walking around and I seem to have a acquired a revolver. (Not the super fast zombies from the new Dawn of the Dead movie mind you. These are the decaying undead with slow, relentless and inexorable movements. These slow types are 100 times more scary). We're creeping up the stairs when I get mano-a-mano with the zombie. Now I cannot for the sake of god remember details, but I remember that zombie used to be someone I know and it was creeping me out. That's when I woke up. Wonder what it all means. Hmm, great start to a Saturday.

Boong-Ga, Boong-Ga. OOOH! I can't wait for this to appear in the local arcades.