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1. Dream about a Renaissance-era castle of sexual perversions. Each day was a new kind, or we found something new, and we as prefects went to tell the program director that something wasn't right. It was supposed to be a school or program or something, where normal, non-perverted behaviors were modeled, and we felt we ought to tell her. We never got a chance, because the dream ended as we were waiting. I was horrified, surprised, intrigued and enthralled all at once, and I am not sure I wanted it to end.

2. Dream about various male friends/past lovers. I kept moving from one bed to another, or I would stay in the same bed but my bed-mate would switch. I was confused, and I wanted my friends to be more than friends, but something was always not quite right, or someone was unsure, or confused, or embarrassed. I wanted them to stay, or I wanted to stay, but they or I always left.

I had another spy dream, and Kaomea was in it. I just don't remember any other details.

I was in class, and my old speech teacher was there. He had a setup with a bunch of spray cans and a small stress ball on the table. He closed the door and had several students spray the entire contens of the can in the class room. I said "what is this supposed to do?". And I noticed my voice was several octaves higher. I had to talk in a low tone on purpose just so my voice would sound normal. He grabbed the stress ball and threw it and it bounce so hard and fast that it hit the ceiling several times in a blink of an eye before finally slowing down. He said that the cans had fix a flat in them, and they contained helium and some other stuff. I remember telling D about it at lunch and J and I can't think of her name. But they were arguinging. One of them said I was only friends with the girl because I wanted to get in her pants. Mybe it was like that initially, but we have been friends for so long that I gave up on that. I told her no, and the other girl backed me up.

I think I was lucid for a bit last night too, but I don't remember. Hmmm

So i went to bed thinking about visiting The World That Never Was, or Neverland, and sort of thought out how a continuation would play out. Who I would look for and now the places would look....etc etc. I mainly focused on Neverland because that dream was so bizarre. Who knows....maybe the Lost Boys were pirates now.

I'm outside in grassy parking lot next to a brown truck with a couple of people. The guy who owns the truck is a friend of a friend, and he's some kinda drug hustler. I'm very cautious of the situation, and I want to leave before I hear too much or get involved. Just then the guy says "I need some bookends to guard my stuff". Before even questioning "who the fuck says bookends", I'm given a choice of weapons to use to guard his truck. There's a full automatic shotgun, and some long range rifle. He's asking me if I know what they are and how to use them. Oddly enough I had my M-16 with me and told him that I'd be fine with Kasha. The rest of the people leave and I'm left there with one other guy to guard the truck.

I see a truck that circles the parking lot, and there's a couple of guys on the back of it. As they pass by, they eye me and the other guy up and down, like they're looking for trouble. They make another pass, and stop the truck right in front of us. This one guy, couldn't have been older than 18 pulls out this long 22 that's modified into a rifle. He points it at me, and starts talking trash. I placed my hand over the barrel and moved it out of the way, and tried to convince him that he needed to do something else with his spare time. He got out of the truck and pointed it at me again, and I shot him in his right arm. Now they feel like the need to call the cops and paramedics and all that jazz, and I'm running through all the details in my head. Even if it was in self defense, I don't have a weapons permit....so I may be screwed. I'm talking to D's parents about the situation and .....yeah things change.

I'm in a building and there's a lot of people there. Both D's are here, and maybe J. I see a bunch of girls in purple scrubs, and they're looking at me like "don't they know you"? I told them "nah, they're most of my friends have graduated, these are new". Just then on of the girls comes up and yells my name and hugs me......then another and then another. The last one kisses me on the lips, and says thanks. I look over at my friends and say "You see this shit right? All over me....but as soon as I try to make a move they'll shut me down". Hell, I didn't even recognize those girls...the last one was amazing though. Chocolate skin, and eyes that would make you forget the world was even created.

I'm watching a debate between Abraham Lincoln and Elvis Presley, and they're going back and forth and Lincoln says something that Elvis doesn't like. Elvis walks up to him and starts yelling, (he sounds like Ronald Reagan for some reason) and headbutts him in the nose. Then security comes out. They have yellow suits with white rifles that look like M-14's that shoot rubber bullets. I started complaining to a girl who I was with about how I hate that security is a reactionary method that gets worse because of "one guy that had to mess it up for everybody". I think I remember being in a car.......more weirdness ensued, but I don't remember now.

06/19/2012
Dream Fragment One:
I was in some large, cylindrical chamber, and had just 'acquired' a bad-ass, jet-black racing motorcycle. I spent a little while in this chamber, spinning the tires and riding up and down elevations in the architecture. Later, I had gotten the bike on the night road, and was riding along side some friend of mine, but don't remember the rest.


Dream Fragment Two (I think):
(I'm pretty sure this was a separate dream, but can't say that I'm certain.) I was with BR, T and maybe one or two other friends. We were riding BMX bikes and jumping some dirt ramps in the woods. At one point, BR jumped off a short ramp and didn't quite clear the gap, but was able to jump his feet off of the pedals with enough time to catch himself on the elevated platform, before falling back down into the gap. A short time afterward, I was going back the other way - jumping from the elevated platform, and using the short ramp as a catch ramp - and caught my front tire on the catch ramp, face-planting in the dirt. I remember getting up and wondering about how strange it was that it didn't hurt, though I wasn't aware enough to become lucid.



06/20/2012
Dream Fragment One:
I was splitting two adjacent hotel rooms between myself and about 4 girls, some of whom I recognized - some I didn't. It was just all kinds of fun. Lol. I really don't remember all that much, besides all having a lot of laughs as we moved from room to room, and then sharing a bed with two of them, when it was time to crash. The next morning, something happened to where we found out that there were some people after us, and the 3 of us in the room I was in had to use some secret tunnel to take us from our room and (somehow) across the hall to the other room, so that we wouldn't be there when our pursuers busted in our door.


Dream Two:
"Pre-emptive Scare"

One of those strange "in-between" dreams, where you can't tell if you're fully-awake, dreaming, or just having some hypnopompic hallucinations...)
I was lying in bed with my eyes closed, facing the wall, when I heard my mom getting ready for work and talking to my daughter out in the hallway. I then heard someone messing with my doorknob, which is locked. Then, I heard CJ whispering to my mom to unlock the door, so she could come in and scare me while I was sleeping. Somewhat smiling at myself at this, I decided to play possum for a minute, to see if she would really try.

The door quietly creaked open. I could hear it from behind me as I continue to face the wall with my eyes shut. I began wondering if this was really happening, because it was so out of the ordinary (my daughter would have never unlocked my door to come in my room), but the more I questioned it, the clearer I heard her feet softly shuffling across the carpet toward my bed. Still not really sure whether I was really awake or not, I turned really quickly and sort of half-shouted "raaah!" at where I knew she would be.

But she wasn't there, and I was now fully-awake, and staring at an empty room, feeling a little foolish for having tried to scare someone who wasn't there.

(As much as I'm fascinated by those 'threshold-of-waking' tricks that our minds play on us, they do have a way of making you feel stupid when you fall for them. Lol.)

Some sort of zombie attack. We were in an old building. There were slow zombies. But they easily adapt to problems, until they became fast zombies, and even climbing zombies. Eventually, almost everyone were zombies, including some characters from D.Grayman.

The rest of us tried to avoid them as much as we can. Until we reached a boat run by Japanese soldiers and scientists. It seems they have discovered that the zombies can't bend down from their waist, so they partially closed the upper part of the boat/jeep that we were going to ride.

It's started to close for real, so we ran for it. My friends and I made it. We were able to escape to other places where there were none or at least fewer zombies.

One day, I was walking and found a "zombie escape hatch." It's basically a huge pipe that can fit a human body, twisting all over inside and below a building, with enough handles to climb or hang on to.

But they weren't made for climbing. They're elaborate traps against zombies, but only those who are acrobatic or athletic enough can pass through it. Zombies will basically get ripped to shreds trying to chase a person through it. I tried it out, and I "acrobated" my way into the inner area.

While doing so, I heard the voice of an old lady, who I suspected was a zombie. I thought it's a good way to find out if this works. Then I saw her inside. She actually made it through that maze-pipe trap. But she wasn't able to jump off the last part. She said something like she can't survive the fall. Then a guy entered the scene. She called the old lady grandma, but he's a living human. He has long, white hair, reaching some way below the shoulders, and a light, silvery clothing. It's kinda anime-ish, but he looks "real," and a Caucasian.

06-05-2012
"Canyon Rock"

(There was so much in this dream that I don't remember. =/ I know that I was trying to complete the Grand Canyon task in the "Warriors of Dreamviews" thread, and that I became lucid at many points throughout the dream, but there is so much that was just plain forgotten...)

Most of the 'beginning' of the dream was just exploratory; walking around the streets at night. Not sure what city I was in. During this time, I became lucid. I remember being in a park area and trying to walk through a chain-link fence. It kept resisting, as if this were waking life, even though I kept reminding myself that it was a dream. I tried to relax a little bit and sort of 'forget' about the fence, in order to walk through it. I began to sink into it a little bit, but I was still having a lot of trouble actually getting through it. On the other side of the fence, I could see a man standing across the street. He was laughing at me, watching me try to walk through this fence, and it beginning to agitate me.

With a bit more determination, I forced myself through the fence - without breaking it, I believe, but am not sure - and walked over to this guy. Unfortunately, I can't remember quite how I exacted my revenge on him, but I did.

Later, I was in someone's apartment, again just wandering around, taking in the lucid scenery, thinking of what to do next. Throughout the dream, I used the nose-plug reality check often, which was fresh in my mind after having been talking to IvyCloud about it, keeping me attuned to the fact that I was still dreaming. Looking at the bed, I noticed that the sheets were the color of sand, which made me think of a desert. I then thought about the Dream Warriors task, and that one of them was in the Grand Canyon. Trying to figure the best way of teleporting to that kind of scene, I ended up just staring at the bedsheets, letting the print fill my field of vision. Soon, it was like I was looking down upon a desert area, from the sky. The image grew wider and closer in my perspective, until my feet touched down upon the sand as if I had just dropped out of flight. Raising my eyes to my surroundings, I saw that I was suddenly in the wide, yellow desert surrounding the canyon, and there was a fierce battle raging around me, involving tanks, RPGs, ATV's and other toys.

The last thing I remember was doing the nose-plug check one more time, being able to breathe, and then rushing in to join the battle.



06-15-2012
"Makin' Hulk Angry"

I was with my best friend T, and...the Hulk. We were in a building, that I believe might have been an apartment, and there was (another) face-less, name-less enemy faction closing in to cause all kinds of trouble. (Isn't there always?) So, for some reason, the Hulk was reluctant to fight. The three of us were standing in the living room, and T and I were trying to get Hulk worked up, so that he would take out all of these bad guys who were about to descend upon us. For some reason, though, he was just really mopey and depressed and insecure, almost like he was Banner trapped in Hulk's body. Then, we said something that touched a nerve - I think it had to do with something that we knew happened to his parents that (conveniently) had to do with these villains that we were about to face.

That triggered a reaction in him, and we could see that infamous scowl begin to return to his face. I can't (now) remember what the dialogue actually was, but we kept on pressing, mercilessly recounting to him all the details of what these enemies have done to his family in the past. We were bombarding him with horrible memories, our tone increasing with each emotional hit we gave him. We could almost see his blood boiling. He began to absolutely quake with anger, huge white teeth baring down upon each other, in the open. He looked as if he were literally about to explode.

Finally, not being able to take it anymore, Hulk suddenly let out a thunderous roar, bent his legs and then, enraged, jumped straight up into the air like a rocket, tearing through the many floors above us and leaving a gaping hole all the way through the top of the building. T and I looked at each other and grinned, knowing that - whomever these clowns were that were looking to attack us - they were in for a world of hurt.

I find myself in a random bedroom with a really skinny girl. I'm on top of her and were making. Out heavily. It's obvious that she wants me inside cause were both naked from the waist down. I slide it in a few inches and she's moaning and screaming that quick. I give a few thrusts in attempt to not go beyond that depth and she tells me she wants it deeper. I push it in even more and she goes crazy. She screams no. And seconds later she says she wants more of it.

At this time my best friends walk in and I say "is this what you wanted to see!!!?". I move over a bit so of they wanted to see me inside her they could get all the details.

These clowns stay there and so I leave. The girl follows me and tells me that she doesn't want me to leave. I want to Lund the shit out of her. But she's already said "no" once. Legally if I do anything else, it's rape, no matter how much she wants me. I head off while thinking how dumb this chick must be as the dream fades. The last scene I rember was an orange grove.

02.06.2012

6th Lucid dream, Crystal clear, and flying success! (DILD)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I was walking on a street that I hadn't seen before.

I've been doing a new kind of reality check, wich seems to be working very well. I might go into further details if i can make it work better.

I thought to myself, "This might be a dream.". I was walking on a overpass, where there was highway under. I was looking at the cars, while still thinking to myself, am i dreaming?

I looked at my hands, and counted my fingers. 1,2,3,4,5,6... 6?
I looked again, yep, there was 8 fingers on my one hand, and as allways, they where deform, and placed weirdly.

LUCID!
I thought to myself, "wow, I'm really having and LD.". But i also remembered to calm down, because I've allready tried waking once from over excitement, and I didn't want to do it again. I plugged my nose just to make sure i was actually dreaming, and yep, I could also breath through that.

I stopped walking, looked at my hands, and tried to pick out the details. IT WAS SO CLEAR! I honestly don't think I needed to clarify it, but i did. I looked at every little line i had on my hands, and i yelled, "Clarify, NOW!". I looked up, and everything seemed just like waking life!

I walked around a corner, and into some school concrete area. My mom was standing there for some reason. I said to her that I was going to fly, and she was like "cool, good luck.".

I ran forward, flapped my arms, and jumped.
And for the first time ever, had succes with actually flying in an LD.
i didn't go that far, or that high, but I know I could've if I wanted. That's a nice feeling .

So i flew a couple of times, and that was cool. I though to myself, "I should totally jump off a roof, and start flying mid-air. So I found a roof, but got a surprise when i got there. My friends was sitting at a bench right besides the house.

I said hi to my friends, and asked them if they wanted to learn to fly, only one of them said yes. I then took him by his arm and walked up a roof, yes, walked. It was a really weird roof, but it was perfect for jumping, so who cares ?.

I tried making him fly a bit, but it didn't rreally succeed. I then told him goodbye, because I wanted to do something else.

at this point, the dream was starting to fade.

I then said bye to my mum, and went onto the roof, jumped down, and flew off. I didn't get very far, until I woke up.

But there it is! My 6th LD!
This one was crystal fucking clear too! Nothing like the other ones.

I'm in my backyard with some gun nuts and they want me to shoot. I grabbed what seemed to be the biggest gun and shot it at the direction where I knew no one would be at. I shot a bird out of the sky. The gun didn't have any kick but it was a double barrel shot gun. I looked around and there was another shotgun, and they wanted J to use it. He declined and grabbed a compound bow instead. Dude looks so awkward with it like it was his first time with one. After a few tries he got it though.

I headed into what seemed to be my house, but everything was different. Multiple couches were in there and a bed. It was more like an apartment. My moms was there and so was M. It looked like M fell asleep while watching her. There was a picture of her on that same bet that I was looking at. The picture was in full 3D though. You could rotate around it and look all over the room. I got one angle, and noticed she had her legs spread and I could see her black panties beneath her long shirt.

Damnit, I'll tell her about this crap when she wakes up. She wakes up, and starts playing with herself, and goes back to sleep! Wtf! She does it again, but she repositions herself where I can see exactly what's going on. She heads over to me and straddles me. She tells me that this has to mean nothing, and I tell her okay. I laid her down face first and started pounding it. We were saying all this dirty erotic stuff to eachother while trying to make the other cum first. She got off, but she had to go. She headed to the bathroom and closed the door behind her and immediately said "whoops" while reopening it. I walked in and said "was this Max Payne's old appartnent?". It looked like there was a shoot out in there. Soon after, I woke up.

I recalled a handful of dreams last night, but upon being awake for too long, could only remember this one. Anyways.
Me, my friends Pasqual and Brent, and my Aunt Mindy were all headed to this strange place a place that I can't remember the name of to go get something that was very similar to gasoline.
I hopped in the backseat of the car with my aunt while my two friends took the front seats. As we were riding, I started to have this really odd, strange sensation. Suddenly, it felt like I was spinning in circles in the back seat of the car. Not like, spinning in place. Like, I was basically floating up and down and around the back seat. I tried to push a hand or a foot out to touch something, anything, to stop the odd sensation. It worked, and everything returned to normal. My aunt was staring at me like I was a lunatic. I explained,
"I think I just had sleep paralysis!" Okay, that's just silly. SP in a dream? I think I know why dream-me came to this conclusion. Before I went to bed IRL that night, I felt a really odd tingly sensation in my hands and feet, and after a few minutes of this, my foot jerked and slammed down on the bed, and I heard loud breathing and footsteps. This made me think of SP, which probably carried over to the dream.
"Yeah, that must be it," Aunt Mindy said. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not.
We arrived at this odd place to get that gasoline-like thing. As we walked in, an old man hobbled over to me carrying a large, spiky chunk of wood, and something that looked like a deformed chisel. He handed me both, laughed, and said, "Alright, sonny, now make a perfect cube out of that." I looked up in disbelief, thinking, I can't do this! I looked around and noticed his old friends were watching me, expecting me to do it. I sort of forget what I did here, but, After working with the odd chisel device, a severely scarred and deformed cube was the result of my hard work. I showed it to the old ladies watching, and laughed, saying, "It's something, right?" They laughed with me. The old guy turned me around and berated me for not being able to make the perfect cube, and he then snatched away the two items. From that point, I was extremely sad till I woke up.

I was at a very plain looking house with a group of people I didn't know. Some giant, armadillo-looking Pokemon was stalking us outside the house, trying to get in so it could kill us. It eventually did get in, but I got an idea.
"HEY! UGLY!"
It turned towards me, and surprisingly, started speaking. "What do you want, human?"
"Just come here," I said.
"I'll come over alright..." and with that, the Pokemon rolled into a ball and sped straight towards me, planning to crush me underneath it. I jumped out of the way and it went flying off a cliff.
This next part was an entirely different dream. A very hazy one too, as the Pokemon one was easier to remember.
I was walking to my schoolbus and heard someone yelling my name. I turned and saw Nate, an old friend of mine who I haven't talked to in years IRL. He kept saying, "HEY!" "HI!" "HELLO!", so I responded in kind, then went on my bus.
The scenery changed, and I was in a room with my friend Seth. We were eating cookies, and noticed some lady from the game No More Heroes 2 behind us, trying to zipline out of the building, only to get stuck. This caused Seth to say,
"I enjoy playing games straight through so I can beat them."
"PFF!" I scoffed, "That's no fun! You gotta play it slowly so you can enjoy the experience more!"
And that's all I remember.

Not one of my more interesting dreams, but I'll log it in here anyways.
Me and and large group of friends I know from school headed to this big event that was comparable to real life Olympics. The prize for winning it was being granted immortality. We had to go and practice that day, in order to prepare. Our group leader was some bald man who looked very familar to me, but I can't quite place who he was. I think he's this guy from church I met, like, 6 years ago. Haven't seen the guy since, so that's probably why I had trouble figuring out who he was at first.
The man (although I recognized him now, didn't know his name) ordered us to get dressed and ready. We all bought out this large hotel where we each got our own room, and I went in mine, the silence becoming almost creepy. I changed my clothes which were actually the same clothes I was wearing the previous day IRL and went outside to look at the city, feeling anxious about all these upcoming events. The city was large, and somewhat blurry in the distance. The sun wasn't out that day, it instead being very cloudy, so a gloomy hue colored the atmosphere, fitting my anxious emotions.
We practiced that day though I can't recall what we actually did and we got to go home to our families. I went to my grandma's, and my friend Aaron came over so we could play a videogame together. As we were playing, I told him about the upcoming 'Olympics', and told him I had to run for a very long time, and that I was extremely nervous.
That's all I remember. I do recall the dream continuing for a bit after I talked to Aaron, but I don't remember what happened.

Trippy Dream of back and forth. moving around. leaving friends. leaving family. confrontation with my bro's ex-wife. people aren't where they are supposed to be - New Yorkers in Chicago. Me, back to Los Angeles. Then back to Chicago. Then to West Virginia. Told my brother I didn't understand anything happening and that I was suicidal. Miss my friends, miss my life, suicidal. And then I considered it. I wonder what it would be like to kill yourself in the dreamworld.

Not a lucid dream

We were someplace in New York because the statue of liberty could be scene in the reflection if the water. There was a guy playing his guitar and M was fairing me to get creepy close to him. I told her no, and some girl started following us areound and we pretended to be Navy SEALS.

- I was standing in the bathroom in my house, and something weird happened, so I did a nose plug RC. It failed and I became lucid. I tried to walk through the wall to get into the hallway, but it didn't work, so I opened the door and walked out. My house looked a bit different. I threw myself at the stairs, trying to fly down for fun, but ended up just falling and slamming into the door at the bottom in slow motion. I stood up and saw my mom and my aunt sitting in the living room, then went in the kitchen and saw my cousin sitting on the floor in a pink outfit, except she was younger, maybe 3 or 4. I...wasn't very lucid yet at this point, and I just sort of kicked her out of the way lol, and she started crying. I went into the living room and guiltily said, "I accidentally hurt her..." and my mom was just like, "oh yeah don't worry, it happens, I do it all the time". I RCed again to be sure, then continued on.

I went into my back yard, but suddenly got self-conscious because for some reason I thought the people I saw outside were there IWL and would see me. I imagined myself going outside when I woke up and asking them if they'd just seen me. A girl in my class who lives near me, LM, was in the yard next door.

The dream suddenly faded and I woke up; I don't know whether I was really awake or not, but I think I was. I moved my arm, then realized that was a bad idea and moved it back. I tried to re-enter the dream, and succeeded after a few seconds. I sat up in bed, did an RC, and stood up. My vision suddenly disappeared, but I forced my eyes open with my hands and it came back. I counted the fingers on one of my hands a few times, and got six each time. Then I went back out into the yard, more lucid this time. I actually managed to walk right through the wall this time, and felt kind of proud when I got through.

Once I was out there, I decided to try some verbal commands. I yelled for the dream to stabilize, and it did make a slight difference. It felt pretty stable. I recalled a post I'd read on DV and yelled, "show me something amazing!" After a few seconds, the colours of the dream started to flicker, then everything was suddenly a rose pink, with a soft round black border at the edges of my vision. I said out loud, "okay, turn it off now, I don't want to see the world through an Instagram filter." xD The colours returned to normal.

I noticed there were a bunch of big, cool birds around the yard. They were probably about 3 or 4 times the size of a pigeon, but with a small pigeon's head and face. Their feathers were really fluffy, some of them were black, and some were blue. I went up to a group of them and said "Oh my god hi, can I touch you?" I reached out towards one of them, but it just made a really pretty cooing noise and shied away from my hand, so I didn't touch it.

I wanted to try and meet someone in my dream, and decided I'd try and go find N. Without even really thinking about how to fly, I started flapping my hands a bit to rise into the air, then started swimming in the air to move. I tried different strokes and stuff to see if I could go faster. It wasn't super fast, but I was okay with it. I started trying to convince myself that N had moved into a house down the street. I flew into the street, but got tangled in the telephone wires, and had to go higher. I reached a house less than a minute away from mine (which really exists) and went inside.

Inside, to the right of the entrance, there was a blueish porch with someone in it. Straight ahead, the rest of the house was very warm looking, with dark reddish wood and yellow-orange walls. Most of the house was risen maybe 1.5 feet above the small area I was standing in, with a tall step to get to it. The main room was pretty empty, and I saw a doorway to what looked like the kitchen in the far right corner. Two very old women came out of it who looked like twins, both dressed in yellow and with long fluffy white hair. I thought to myself that I 'wouldn't be able to find N in here because I knew in my heart it wasn't true', so I left.

Once outside, I rose into the air again and concentrated as hard as I possibly could on the fact that he would be just around the corner a couple blocks down. I started off slowly flying down the street, but sped up as I got to the corner. The thought actually took a lot of energy, but as I rounded the corner, I saw N approaching on a black skateboard. He was wearing a black jacket with red designs on the front and black pants. His eyes widened and he smiled at me, but didn't say anything. I touched down and walked over, then started saying something about how I was pretty sure I was dreaming. I counted the fingers on one hand and there were eight. I gave him a hug, and tried to concentrate on keeping the dream as well, but I felt like my eyes were closing. I could still feel it, but everything faded to black. This lasted for a few seconds.

I 'woke up' into a short FA where I took a notepad and pencil out of my purse and was about to write the dream down, but then woke up for real.


- I also had a short dream earlier, after being awakened by the phone ringing and someone leaving a weird message. I dreamt that I checked the phone to see who it was, and saw a bunch of calls from 'DEBT COLLECTOR' or something similar. I asked my mom about it, and she said, "oh yeah, that's the money I still owe from when I went on a scuba diving trip to make friends with the oysters."