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        <title>I killed a man! - Crazy and Not So Crazy Random Thoughts - Twinkie&apos;s Blog - Mas</title>
        <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869</link>
        <description>I had a dream the other day that I killed a man. It was a really weird dream for me because I&#039;ve never come that close to hurting somebody or WANTING to hurt somebody before.&amp;nbsp; In dreams, OR real life. 
Usually in my dreams I&#039;m being chased but when they come close to catching me I somehow find out or remember that HEY&amp;nbsp;GUESS WHAT, TWINKIE! You have superpowers. 
So then I fly off, or disappear, or turn the &amp;quot;bad guy&amp;quot; into a harmless yet oh-sooooo-adorable toad. 
OR, I realize I&#039;m dreaming and then make myself wake up. 
This time, however not only was I not being chased. We were chasing HIM. For some reason Mr. Twinkie and I were chasing this &amp;quot;bad guy.&amp;quot; We scoured the neighborhoods for him and he kept running into people&#039;s houses and disappearing into the crowd. There was a party going on in every house he ran in to. 
So of course, Mr. Twinkie and I felt obliged to stop and socialize for a bit. Well, I mean, you can&#039;t be rude, right? Even when you are fighting crime, it&#039;s a crime in itself to NOT have a drink or two if it&#039;s offered. 
Eventually we caught up with him and the scene changed into a dirty, abandoned building. The hatred in this man&#039;s eyes was awfully real. I felt afraid, like I knew he was going to hurt me if I didn&#039;t stop him. Mr. Twinkie and him started wrestling to the ground and Mr. Twinkie was able to take his gun away from him. 
He started screaming, &amp;quot;GET THE GUN! GET THE GUN BABE. SHOOT HIM!&amp;quot; 
I just stood there, panicked, frozen unable to move or breathe, or think. 
But then the bad guy started pounding on Mr. Twinkie and then while Mr. Twinkie laid there, helpless, I knew I had to do something. So I grabbed the gun. But the gun was complicated. Like it had too many buttons, and gadgets sticking out of it or something. 
At the last minute I figured it out and right before he got to me, I SHOT HIM! Not just shot him... I SPRAYED HIM to death. Yes, SPRAYED HIM. 
NO, not with bullets. With bubbles. I killed a man with BUBBLES. 
I beamed with pride as Mr. Twinkie looked on in amazement. I mean, how many women do YOU know that can kill a man with BUBBLES? Not too many, right?
Then my alarm went off and I woke up. Still proud of myself. But at the same time just tripping out on the whole dream. It was soooo vivid. It felt so real. I still felt sick to my stomach. I actually hurt somebody, you know? 
I killed a man. I still can&#039;t shake it off. I killed a man. 
With bubbles.</description>
        <itunes:summary>I had a dream the other day that I killed a man. It was a really weird dream for me because I&#039;ve never come that close to hurting somebody or WANTING to hurt somebody before.&amp;nbsp; In dreams, OR real life. 
Usually in my dreams I&#039;m being chased but when they come close to catching me I somehow find out or remember that HEY&amp;nbsp;GUESS WHAT, TWINKIE! You have superpowers. 
So then I fly off, or disappear, or turn the &amp;quot;bad guy&amp;quot; into a harmless yet oh-sooooo-adorable toad. 
OR, I realize I&#039;m dreaming and then make myself wake up. 
This time, however not only was I not being chased. We were chasing HIM. For some reason Mr. Twinkie and I were chasing this &amp;quot;bad guy.&amp;quot; We scoured the neighborhoods for him and he kept running into people&#039;s houses and disappearing into the crowd. There was a party going on in every house he ran in to. 
So of course, Mr. Twinkie and I felt obliged to stop and socialize for a bit. Well, I mean, you can&#039;t be rude, right? Even when you are fighting crime, it&#039;s a crime in itself to NOT have a drink or two if it&#039;s offered. 
Eventually we caught up with him and the scene changed into a dirty, abandoned building. The hatred in this man&#039;s eyes was awfully real. I felt afraid, like I knew he was going to hurt me if I didn&#039;t stop him. Mr. Twinkie and him started wrestling to the ground and Mr. Twinkie was able to take his gun away from him. 
He started screaming, &amp;quot;GET THE GUN! GET THE GUN BABE. SHOOT HIM!&amp;quot; 
I just stood there, panicked, frozen unable to move or breathe, or think. 
But then the bad guy started pounding on Mr. Twinkie and then while Mr. Twinkie laid there, helpless, I knew I had to do something. So I grabbed the gun. But the gun was complicated. Like it had too many buttons, and gadgets sticking out of it or something. 
At the last minute I figured it out and right before he got to me, I SHOT HIM! Not just shot him... I SPRAYED HIM to death. Yes, SPRAYED HIM. 
NO, not with bullets. With bubbles. I killed a man with BUBBLES. 
I beamed with pride as Mr. Twinkie looked on in amazement. I mean, how many women do YOU know that can kill a man with BUBBLES? Not too many, right?
Then my alarm went off and I woke up. Still proud of myself. But at the same time just tripping out on the whole dream. It was soooo vivid. It felt so real. I still felt sick to my stomach. I actually hurt somebody, you know? 
I killed a man. I still can&#039;t shake it off. I killed a man. 
With bubbles.</itunes:summary>
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                <title>Jun 22,  2008 at 09:06 PM : Wow! That is a trippy...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;Wow! That is a trippy dream...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I used to have dreams that I&#039;d get into street fights and I couldn&#039;t muster up the strenght to critically injur someone. My punches felt like marshmallow sponges. I&#039;d swing and swing, and nothing...no power. Very helpless feeling. Especially because I was a boxer.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_261724</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;Wow! That is a trippy dream...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I used to have dreams that I&#039;d get into street fights and I couldn&#039;t muster up the strenght to critically injur someone. My punches felt like marshmallow sponges. I&#039;d swing and swing, and nothing...no power. Very helpless feeling. Especially because I was a boxer.&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jun 23,  2008 at 08:06 AM : That&#039;s a pretty...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;That&#039;s a pretty vivid dream!  That is crazy stuff, I have had dreams like that too, just not many.  Most of them are where my teeth are falling out and I&#039;m absolutely MORTIFIED about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_261831</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;That&#039;s a pretty vivid dream!  That is crazy stuff, I have had dreams like that too, just not many.  Most of them are where my teeth are falling out and I&#039;m absolutely MORTIFIED about it.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jun 23,  2008 at 07:06 PM : comments from some of...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;comments from some of my bakotopia.com readers:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/djroch&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;djroch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;here is something you can&#039;t understand... How I Could Just Kill A Man!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;B-Real
&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/GayinOh8&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;gayinOh8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;If I had to analyze this one I would suggest this: People often dream about other people (people they know or complete strangers) as a representation of a stresser, hurdle or unfinished project in their waking lives.&amp;nbsp;Often times people will (as in your other dreams) run from those issues as we often do in real life. However in this case it sounds as though you&#039;ve had enough of whatever was/is needling you so in your dream you decided to &amp;quot;deal with it&amp;quot;. The fun thing you chose to do is deal with said issue in a fun, iconic, dare I say bubbly fashion- the visual equivalent of killing someone with kindness. I wonder- have you finally reached a breaking point with some issue in real life that you plan on confronting soon? It need not be a person, but also a project you&#039;ve let slide or perhaps something as simple as returning a phone call you&#039;ve been avoiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;When I dream of people they are rarely people I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;When I dream of having super powers it&#039;s either flying or being able to walk through solid objects, like walls and stuff to avoid being caught by &amp;quot;the bad guy&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_262292</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;comments from some of my bakotopia.com readers:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/djroch&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;djroch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt; said:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;here is something you can&#039;t understand... How I Could Just Kill A Man!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;B-Real
&lt;p&gt;----&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: larger&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/GayinOh8&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;gayinOh8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;If I had to analyze this one I would suggest this: People often dream about other people (people they know or complete strangers) as a representation of a stresser, hurdle or unfinished project in their waking lives.&amp;nbsp;Often times people will (as in your other dreams) run from those issues as we often do in real life. However in this case it sounds as though you&#039;ve had enough of whatever was/is needling you so in your dream you decided to &amp;quot;deal with it&amp;quot;. The fun thing you chose to do is deal with said issue in a fun, iconic, dare I say bubbly fashion- the visual equivalent of killing someone with kindness. I wonder- have you finally reached a breaking point with some issue in real life that you plan on confronting soon? It need not be a person, but also a project you&#039;ve let slide or perhaps something as simple as returning a phone call you&#039;ve been avoiding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;When I dream of people they are rarely people I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: xx-small&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000080&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Verdana&quot;&gt;When I dream of having super powers it&#039;s either flying or being able to walk through solid objects, like walls and stuff to avoid being caught by &amp;quot;the bad guy&amp;quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jun 23,  2008 at 09:06 PM : &amp;nbsp;an1ok1joe...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/an1ok1joe&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;an1ok1joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; said (in part):&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well I think anyone can kill somone if need be. I just found it interesting how Mr bubble played a part in your dream.&amp;nbsp; I wonder&amp;nbsp; if you were lsitening to music, or&amp;nbsp;TV was on. Outside stmulous can trigger it in a weird sublimal way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-------&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to which I responded:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the bubbles was my defense mechanism kicking in. My subconcious knew that if I&#039;d actually KILLED that man (with bullets, blood, guts, etc) I would still be sick to my stomach today. The bubbles was a fun way of saying, &amp;quot;PSYCHE!&amp;quot; you didn&#039;t really kill anyone, see. It&#039;s just BUBBLES! LOL&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_262337</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.bakotopia.com/home/User/an1ok1joe&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;an1ok1joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; said (in part):&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well I think anyone can kill somone if need be. I just found it interesting how Mr bubble played a part in your dream.&amp;nbsp; I wonder&amp;nbsp; if you were lsitening to music, or&amp;nbsp;TV was on. Outside stmulous can trigger it in a weird sublimal way.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;-------&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;to which I responded:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I think the bubbles was my defense mechanism kicking in. My subconcious knew that if I&#039;d actually KILLED that man (with bullets, blood, guts, etc) I would still be sick to my stomach today. The bubbles was a fun way of saying, &amp;quot;PSYCHE!&amp;quot; you didn&#039;t really kill anyone, see. It&#039;s just BUBBLES! LOL&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jul 27,  2008 at 01:07 PM : Twinkie, I hate to say...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Twinkie, I hate to say this but you have committed a serious crime and believe it or not, you have confessed to it which is a violation of the Defense Code whereas:  You have the right to remain silent and anything you say, can and will be used against you in a court of law.  The Defense Code specifically states that you have the right to talk with an attorney and not say anything that can be used against you.  It doesn&#039;t matter what weapons you used to take his life.  Spraying him with Bubbles, hitting him with a coconut cream pie on the face, throwing a glass of water at him, all are sufficient causes and with a Twinkie confession, the evidence could be overwhelming  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Defensively speaking, tne thing I see in this act is that it was probably done in the protection of someone&#039;s life, that being Mr. Twinkie&#039;s life so you might be able to plea Self Defense and it might be justified by a jury of your pears.  Unfortunately, Mr. Twinkie might also have to appear as a Conspirator for this Criminal Bubble Act.   I would recommend that Mr. Twinkie keep his twinkie mouth closed beause as you know, the results of twinkies can be unflattering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Im not sure what the bail is for this Criminal Bubble Act but let it be known, that as a bail agent, I&#039;m here for you.  I haven&#039;t bailed anyone before for Bubble Death but as long as you deposit enough twinkie collateral, I&#039;m sure I can get you out before you can repeat what i just said.  My recommendation is to you go back to your dream and this time make sure that the gun is empty of any bubble rounds so that bubbles can not be the cause of death.  So remember if the bubbles can not  pop, the judge can not give you LWOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_281799</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Twinkie, I hate to say this but you have committed a serious crime and believe it or not, you have confessed to it which is a violation of the Defense Code whereas:  You have the right to remain silent and anything you say, can and will be used against you in a court of law.  The Defense Code specifically states that you have the right to talk with an attorney and not say anything that can be used against you.  It doesn&#039;t matter what weapons you used to take his life.  Spraying him with Bubbles, hitting him with a coconut cream pie on the face, throwing a glass of water at him, all are sufficient causes and with a Twinkie confession, the evidence could be overwhelming  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Defensively speaking, tne thing I see in this act is that it was probably done in the protection of someone&#039;s life, that being Mr. Twinkie&#039;s life so you might be able to plea Self Defense and it might be justified by a jury of your pears.  Unfortunately, Mr. Twinkie might also have to appear as a Conspirator for this Criminal Bubble Act.   I would recommend that Mr. Twinkie keep his twinkie mouth closed beause as you know, the results of twinkies can be unflattering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: small&quot;&gt;Im not sure what the bail is for this Criminal Bubble Act but let it be known, that as a bail agent, I&#039;m here for you.  I haven&#039;t bailed anyone before for Bubble Death but as long as you deposit enough twinkie collateral, I&#039;m sure I can get you out before you can repeat what i just said.  My recommendation is to you go back to your dream and this time make sure that the gun is empty of any bubble rounds so that bubbles can not be the cause of death.  So remember if the bubbles can not  pop, the judge can not give you LWOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Jul 27,  2008 at 01:07 PM : hahahha.... thanks for...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;hahahha.... thanks for the post, Joe. that was awesome!&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_281804</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;hahahha.... thanks for the post, Joe. that was awesome!&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Nov 2,  2008 at 10:11 PM : great vivid dream...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;great vivid dream&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mary&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_336500</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;great vivid dream&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Mary&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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                <title>Nov 5,  2008 at 11:11 PM : thanks Mary. It was...</title>
                <description>&lt;p&gt;thanks Mary. It was actually scary at the time. It wasn&#039;t until I&amp;nbsp;woke up that I&amp;nbsp;realized how ridiculous it was.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
                <link>http://www.masbakersfield.com/home/Blog/Twinkie/28869/#c_338636</link>
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                <itunes:summary>&lt;p&gt;thanks Mary. It was actually scary at the time. It wasn&#039;t until I&amp;nbsp;woke up that I&amp;nbsp;realized how ridiculous it was.&lt;/p&gt;</itunes:summary>     
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