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What Does This Dream Mean?

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Posted by: Eddie2sox Sunday 5th August 2007, 8:09am
Last edited 05/08/2007 8:09am by Eddie2sox

I just woke up from a really entertaining dream, anyone know what it might mean?

It was set in the Big Brother house, and I was a housemate in the show. There were only 8 or 9 of us left, including Little Miss Lemon from The Woolpack for some reason. Now, each week one housemate was allowed an outside visit for a short time, and this week it was my turn. I decided I would sneak some more clothes back in and also some beer, so when it was time to return I set of a smoke bomb (!) near the entrance to cause a diversion, then stashed my loot in a bin near the back of the house, in a yard that was rarely used.

Back in the house I quietly let a few people know what I'd done, but somehow BB found out too. We were lined up in the swimming pool and asked if anybody had any extra items with them that they hadn't brought into the house at the start. My stash was still hidden, therefore not \"with\" me, so I answered no. BB knew the truth of course and I was kicked out of the house. I remember looking in The News Of The World next day but feeling disappointed when there was absolutely nothing about me in it. I put that down to the fact that I was booted after 8 o'clock, so missed the deadline.

I felt a bit hard done to, so had I decided to become the first person to be kicked out of the house twice. This meant getting back inside somehow of course. Before leaving I'd confided my plan in a housemate who \"looked\" exactly like the current housemate called Ziggy, but he was called either Andrew or Tom (!). On the way out I'd loudly and confidently told them \"See you in a few weeks\", knowing they would deliberately leak my plan to BB - the \"few weeks\" remark was so BB thought they had a little space before I tried to get back in. No way!

The plan was to return the next day. Amazingly, that night the BB show was coming from a huge theatre in a big city somewhere! The way I got back in was to join the huge public queue for admission to the show, in an electricians' van, as a friend of Andrew/Tom made the customary diversion by pretending to be blind and accidentally wrecking an ice cream stall. My story worked and we were ushered into the technical area under the theatre and I was in!

I headed up into the main area of stalls in the theatre, near the back, behind a huge section of \"women only\" seats. I sat next to some other people who I knew, can't remember who they were, maybe the other housemates? Well, security was very tight at this show, in case I tried to get in, and I sat smugly at the back of the hall watching the acts, with the idea of owning up at the end after enjoying all the acts on stage. Halfway through a load more people came into the theatre, including these two couples who were \"on the large side\". One of them went to get food, and brought back four burgers - two of them had cheeseburgers, two had plain. Thing is, this bloke looked a bit like Andy from Little Britain, and handed out the burgers saying \"Cheeseburger do, cheeseburger don't, cheeseburger do, cheeseburger don't\" according to the type of burger. His voice was EXACTLY like Andy's too. Next, some laddish blokes sat in the row in front of us, recently vacated by a number of ladies who had gone to the toilets. We told the lads that the seats were taken, and they moved to the back row.

Now, whether these lads were under-cover security I'm not sure, but the very next act on was TWO Andy From Little Britain look-alikes, wearing nappies for some reason, and they headed straight out into the audience looking for something. I shrank back behind the seat in front, but a few seconds later on of the Andy's said \"Hello Simon\". ARGH! I legged it.

Started out towards the bottom (front) of the theatre but security men dressed in black suits started swarming up towards me. Change of plan, I headed upwards, dodging the Andys and more guards on the way. Eventually and a long chase with lots of dodging I reached the top floor. The door was guarded by a security lady (actually on of my son's carers at his nursery!) who tried to stop me entering the big square room at the top but failed (later in my statement to the security company I told them that the female guard had tried to stop me with a knife, when I actually saw her \"pull\" the blade and let me get by).

This room was large and square, one wall blank, windows round the rest. The security men had backed off a bit now, assuming I was trapped - which I was. I ran to the first wall, looked out the windows wondering about jumping onto an adjacent roof - no buildings on that side at all. Second wall, there was a roof about 10 metres below - but also about 10 metres away, horizontally.....no way I could make that from a standing jump from the window sill.....third wall - the windows were too small to get out of. I did see hundreds of people in the streets below though, some singing \"Come On Simon\" etc.

So I was stuck. The guards were looking smug and switched off. One last chance, I ran for the exit, made it onto the long, long carpeted slope that ran straight to the front door. There were no guards around there at all, so I dived down it and slid all the way down and straight out of the front door of the theatre onto the pavement outside, in front of a double decker bus. I started jumping around wildly shouting \"I did it, I did it!\", the people on the bus were going mad too, then the other housemates came rushing out of the theatre too.

Then I woke up.

What the HECK does THAT mean?

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