Dream Diary of Mojito

23rd November 2025

I dreamt that velcro was trapped in a nutrabullet. He looked really stressed out but this big burly chef walked into the kitchen, who looked like a cross between stay puff mashmellow man and heston blumenthal coughed loudly and without a blink of the eye pushed down the plastic cup and in a milisecond velecro was dead turned into mush.

22nd November 2025

This dream really made me laugh out loud when i awoke. Velcro was running away from a angry mob in the middle ages, they had pitchforks and sticks that were fire, this went on for what seemed like at least 10 minutes but then velcro got his foot caught on a shrub yanked his bone out of joint. He skweeled with agony. Soon the mob were there looming over him. They called him lots of names like "dumb nugget" "ugly furball" and "stupid creature" .. then an old woman accused him of heresy and stamped on him about 18 times. Then they all went back to a tavern and celebrated, drinking ale until the early hours.

19th November 2025

I was in a discoball, peter andre's song 'mysterious girl' was playing very loudely, as i looked over to my right i could see a floating orb, the orb floated toward me and as it it got about an inch from my ear the discoball popped and i was in a dungeon. It was dark and smelt metalic, there were various torture device there like iron maiden and rack. Hanging from a small chain the corner of room was velcro, he was severly malnourished. almost dead i'd say as i aprouched him mysterious girl started playing again then the room filled with thousands of orbs.

18th November 2025

Last night i had a terrible dream which totaly disturbed me to be quite honest. I was in velecros body. I was in a villa in Spain, you know those white ones with the cold tile floors in the hills. I was in immense pain, I had some kind of horrible infection, or disease, I started to think I had sepsis possibly. Then the pain got even worse. I had headache so bad i found the nearest object to me, a tea spoon, and started driving into my skull to try to ease the pressure when that did not work i ran into this huge mall but when i got inside there were no shops just twenty identical waxworks of andrew in this massive white cube. The headache got worse so I decided to scramble towards the waxworks and went up one of their trouser legs. This was a bad idea. I was then in another white cube but this time no waxworks, nothing, the big empty. The headache grew stronger, and my body ached so very much, I ran around the space looking for anything to drill into my head then in the far far distance I saw a glint of light so I ran toward it, it was a mirror then I saw the awful. truth. I was literally decaying, I had no fur and my mussels and ligaments were nearly gone, im was a sorry sight then within a few seconds i was a skeleton but still had an awful headache so i smashed the mirror and began stabbing my bones with a piece of it relentlessly until i was a just a pile of broken bones. Then i awoke back in spain and it started all over again.

13th November 2025

I feel worried even writing this one down. Velcro was prime minister and the world had gone to shit. Everyone was forced to embrace being dumb nuggets and everywhere smelt of straw. the london eye had been replaced with a MASSIVE HAMSTER play area then i awoke sweating buckets … god help me.