You know you've been playing too long when:

I've never dreamed about TSTO, but I have caught myself looking over subdivisions from the highway for something to "tap." If I'm ever in a mysterious one-car accident, no drugs or alcohol involved, you should probably just assume I lost touch with reality for a second and tried to collect something from a roof or set a neighborhood kid on a task.

robm978 wrote:

annettemarc wrote:

TankGirl2925 wrote:

tankgirl2925 wrote:
This was so bizarre I wanted, no, NEEDED, no, COMPELLED to have to share: I had a dream this morning where I was a character in someones SF. The tapper had put their church right up to the waters edge and was dragging water up to the back of the church, all the SP residents and I were swept away into the river so we were forced to go through the church (like a wild river ride), and we all were flowing into the ocean out the front. I was horrified as the tapper, the person player was basically forcing us to all be baptized!! People of SF were p.o'd!!

I think this came from me seeing in real life one of my neighbor SF had a church with the words written in hedge "Jesus Saves".

Save me from the evil church fanatics!!

Oh, and I should mention, the giant finger was incredibly scary as it was digging river towards me!!

This isnt made up, I have crazy crazy dreams about a lot of stuff.

Take two (or more) pills every four (or less) hours.

(After a lifetime in Catholic schools, I recall lots of times we were "forced" to go TO church, but we were never told to go THROUGH one.)

(Egad, woman. )

Yeah, that's messed up! One question. Did the finger have a really long blade at the end a la Freddie Krueger?

No on that one!!

Dalekbuster523 wrote:
It was not a dream. It happened last night. I was with you in the Church and JoshSherer was the one who caused the flooding of his Springfield.

I knew that finger looked familiar!!

*waggles finger menacing at the ceiling!*

hipmama197190 wrote:
I've never dreamed about TSTO, but I have caught myself looking over subdivisions from the highway for something to "tap." If I'm ever in a mysterious one-car accident, no drugs or alcohol involved, you should probably just assume I lost touch with reality for a second and tried to collect something from a roof or set a neighborhood kid on a task.

Laughter by two members in my household over this one!!

I will make sure everyone knows that you were only doing your job as the town watcher over!

elly_smile231 wrote:
My boyfriend gave me a hundred $gift card for Christmas and gave it to me early so I didn't miss the recent "Gill sale". After I went premium spending crazy I woke up the next morning treated my boyfriend to breakfast at ihop and when the check came and my card was declined I realized with all that virtual spending I felt like I ACTUALLY had Money in my accountto go out to breakfast... hahha I slid the check over as he shook his head smiling and said "I think you have a problem".. damn u tapped out!

Everytime I see a pink donut!!

Lucid dreams are nifty. Started trying them when I was about 13 and found out I sometimes have bouts of sleep paralysis. This was unpleasant as a child. I would "wake up" hear everything around but be unable to move. Talk about panic attack.

I have to take pain pills for my tapping finger. :lol:

When you start to hallucinate. No, seriously. Yesterday I was so groggy swear to god I saw Homer at the park talking with the Giant Finger Jesus. I rubbed my eyes and they were gone. I turned my head and saw the GFJ dropping down Bachelor Arms on a group of children playing tag. I jumped and rubbed my eyes. Little Timmy was still playing with Billy. I turned behind me and I saw Homer collecting Money and XP next to a fat, old lady. I rubbed my eyes and he was gone again. I looked down in a puddle and saw Homer playing on his myPad near Skinner looking for birds at a tree. I then realized what was going on. I collapsed on my knees into the puddle and started crying. I looked up to the sky and shouted,
"TAPPED OUT!"

HCoinslot wrote:

annettemarc wrote:


Take two (or more) pills every four (or less) hours.

(After a lifetime in Catholic schools, I recall lots of times we were "forced" to go TO church, but we were never told to go THROUGH one.)

(Egad, woman. )

Wooohooo! Annette knows how to party! Most catholic school girls do, I should know, I married one.

I'm in, should I bring the blue ones or the red ones? Trazadone? Sleep tight!!!

tankgirl2925 wrote:
Save me from the evil church fanatics!!

Amen to that, sister! :)