Story time!

So I was having this AWESOME dream last night about TTT playing out in real life. Like we had to find who was plotting to kill us all. And it was one of those phsycadelic freaking trippy dreams too, so there was like multicolored crap and stuff made no sense like I think Melon was "eating backwards" and pony was "riding himself off Ainto the sunset" along with Sypher, Slyther and Cael combinging like in freaking Dragon Ball or whatever.

Anyway I have a bad habbit of sleep talking/walking/kicking.

So when I was shot and killed in this acid infused IRL TTT game, I woke up screaming-
"KOS SLYPTHAEL"
At like 3:20 in the morning.

Now my family is used to this since it happens almost weekly (last week it was something about fruits in a basket and ELF)I still heard them chuckling in the other room as I sat there, burning with emberassment.

So good job guys. You've effectively worked your way into my freaking dreams.
I think I need a break.

I don't hate bronies, hell like I give a fuck about what you're into. You could be into those Japanese Sex Dolls, Jerk off to Tentacle Porn, Putting hamsters in your ass(Thats a sexual fetish believe it or not), or be into having sex with corpses. As stated, Like I give a single fuck about the kind of things you're into.