Dream Interpretation – Plastic Surgery
Here’s another Dream Interpretation for you people. These dreams are really getting more and more strange. I’m really starting to think that my blog attracts people with severe mental disabilities. Either that or I’m just really big in the psychedelic drug crowd. Either way, I’m here to help clear up things in people’s lives, so here we go:
I had just gotten home and I saw that my dog, a st bernard, was in this huge puddle. He was on a chain, it was night time, the water was up to his neck. I went to pull him out when behind me I heard a noise, I turned around and it was a little piglet. I then realized the reason my dog was in the puddle was because he was trying to keep afloat all these piglets that were drowning!!! I jumped in, with my shoes on, that was important in my dream for some reason, and I saved about 10 little piggys. They were bobbing there with their heads under water and I’d pull them out and they’d be all muddy. I was a heroine. I saved the pigs.
My first instinct is that you have a dog face and a pig body, but for some reason you think that it’s masked by what kind of clothes you wear, which is why the shoes seemed so important to you. Obviously clothes can help a disgusting slob like yourself to an extent. You don’t want to be walking around with hot pink bicycle shorts and a local high school sports team tank top. Still though, your best bet is to work harder at Wal-Mart and try to become store manager some day so you can start saving up for some plastic surgeries.
That’s just my initial impression though, and without seeing a picture of your disgustingness I can’t be completely sure. The case might actually be the exact opposite. You might have a serious calling as a plastic surgeon yourself because you rescued disgusting pigs. Also, since they were actually piglets it leads me to believe that you could narrow your focus down a little more to child plastic surgery. It’s a huge, untapped market that you could make a killing from.
Sure, those two instances seem completely contradictory which may lead you to believe that I don’t know what I’m talking about, but the fact is that I still maintain genius status. You see, the most likely scenario is that both are true. You’re a fat, disgusting slob who has a calling as a plastic surgeon. Now, I know you’re thinking “who would want plastic surgery from a dog faced pig body?” That’s simple. Children. Children are stupid and not judgmental at all. They’re born with this sort of unbiased, loving mind, which is really a shame. It takes years of conditioning to teach them to judge, mock and be cruel to people. With that being the case they also won’t know that they’re hideous and therefore won’t elect to get surgery themselves, so you’ll have to get a little creative.
You’re going to have to steal them. Sure it could be seen as kidnapping, but once they see the results everyone will be ecstatic about finally being able to see some good looking children. After the parents see their kid transformed from a disappointment with a punchable face to a sexy, up-and-coming movie star they will be grateful and willingly give you thousands of dollars for your services. Who knows, you may even get your own reality show on E! someday. Besides, with the progression of America in the last 10 years this is basically the new American dream.
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