>>17520425>i was jules from pulp fictionnever saw that movie, only thing i know about it is samuel l jackson is in it i think
also i dont think i've ever had a dream where i wasnt me, pretty sure in every dream i've ever had i've been me, could be on a pirate ship or in an elevator or in a ballroom or bookstore or regal attic or nearfuture arcade but im always me
>i was complaining about how small this sandwich that i ordered wasthat reminds me of sliders, in theory sliders arent bad, you get a burger-like experience without a burger-sized commitment so if it's shit you dont have to eat a lot of it and you don't lose much but if it's good you can eat more of them
>me being literally jules i didnt even flinch and just ran up to this dudes face and dumped all of his food on the floor then started beating him in the forehead with a traybold move to run across a diner and do that after the guy just fired his gun but fate favors the bold, shouldnt have stopped beating him though, i remember one time i had a "dream" where i was walking with some guy that was a fan of me and then we went into a room and i closed the door and started beating him, sometimes with my bare hands sometimes with a bat but just shattering his limbs, smashing his head against the wall or floor, stomping on his throat or chest, then at the end he's lying on the floor motionless except for some twitches and spasms and then i piss on his face and stomp on his stomach, basically you could've done something like that too
>like he knew he couldnt do anything to stop it so he just had to wait for me to stop hitting himthe only dream i had where people were really i guess uncooperative was when i was a kid and somehow stumbled into a rowdy saloon, someone shot me in the stomach and everyone started laughing
>so my brain knows that somehowyou've probably seen enough revolvers before that your brain subconsciously gets it, there's been a lot of cool studies on your brain picking stuff up automatically
