What are snack dreams about?

Hi everyone

(as a background, i'm a heavy gamer and I don't have that many deep convos with people(though I do study and I also have a job). As a result, I never had a serious relationship.

So I was very tired and went to sleep.I boarded what looked almost exactly like a Fortnite quadcrasher(a quadbike and bulldozer hybrid for those who don't play FN), though in a "real"(well it's in the dream) dimension. Some 8/10 girl(her only minuses were short hair, which at boarding phase actually were long and yellow) dashed over and took a backseat, and I just unboarded the vehicle and we swapped front and back seats. Apparently, I was too tired in the dream to even drive.

We were pretty much flying in the air, crashing into a building together(it seems like we crashed through some lab), we unboarded the quad and she noticed I'm kinda cold after touching me (most likely temperature wise).

We sat down on a soft triangle looking (i dont remember if its beanbag or a rug. Probably a rug) and watched TV together. We ate some snacks together, too. Her hair has now changed from long blonde to short black hair. I, being kinda shallow, noticed that. Then after just being together for a while I said I had to go. **Of course, I woke up.**

Meanwhile in reality the first thing I ate was chocolate hearts. I must be such a monster!

Okay, first off, some context from the day before I had my dream.
So, yesterday I ran out of snacks. It was too cold to go to Walmart to get more snacks, but I *really* wanted some snacks. So, I ate some frozen mangoes (those are really fucking good by the way, I highly recommend), but they were freezer-burnt and watery. **A true tragedy.** So I sat there, snackless.

And that was pretty much my entire night.

Then, when I went to sleep, I had a fucking awesome dream.

It was still yesterday, and I was sitting there. Sitting there with my frozen mangoes. And then, my doorbell rang. I ran upstairs, opened the door, and my friend was there. *And guess what -* **he was holding two bags of Doritos.** One bright red, one a deep metallic black - Nacho Cheese and Sweet Chili Heat. *Fuck yes.*

So, he put them on my stairs. I asked him why he had come, and he had no response. He didn't want to stay, he just came to drop off the Doritos. He was my Dorito saviour.

And then I woke up. I didn't even get to hear the crinkle of the bag as I popped the top of the airy bags to access my flavour-rich, crunchy, orangey-red triangles. It felt so real. They were in my subconscious grasp.

I checked everywhere just to make sure, but it was all a lie, a false memory of an unfathomable desire.

*Now, I sit here, longing for the brittle crunch of the delectable Dorito.*

I guess my mind figured it all out lol!

I was sitting in a cafe I usually go for a coffee and snacks. It has a large tv in the middle of the room where they play the news channels very often.

The reporter speaking got my attention by saying "And now as the investigation is complete, the Chinese authorities have finally identified the suspect behind the Corona outbreak. A monkey, also a professor at University there is suspected to have chemically engineered the virus! The Interpol already has their eyes on the fugitive!"

*I'm merely paraphrazing here, but she said something with that meaning

Next thing I see is police cars and helicopters chasing what seems to be a very lage chimpanzee (he was a bit bigger than police jeeps behind him)

One guy in the cafe comments as we watch the news "He's too smart.. they'll never catch him!", as he was sipping his beer.

I just try to process what I've just heard as I see a chimp running faster than police cars, but as if my logical part of the brain was completely numb I just go with it!

As I leave the cafe I see our local police making huge rings of bananas in the middle of the street in case the monkey comes here! (I live way far from China)

"Well that's kind of stupid" - I think to myself.

The rest of the dream continues with me going home and talking to my parents about some random everyday stuff, no mentions of the monkey whatsoever!

Suddenly, I hear gunshots coming from the park near my building. I ask the person I see through the window what happened!

"I think it worked, I think they got him, you know the monkey! What a shame, he was a good man", said the person as he walked away

(This is also stupid for many reasons since my window is far above the ground so no way anyone could hear my question from the ground without me shouting, but like I said my logic seemed to be turned off)

I immidiately tell my parents that monkey has been shot and they start acting all disappointed as well, saying he didn't deserve this, he was a hero blah blah..

I woke up shortly after and felt like a dumbass for not realizing it was a dream all along, but I guess it has something to do with many Covid conspiracies I have to endure listening!
I'm not sure if there is any symbolism in the dream..

Point is, it's not a bat, it's a professor monkey!

I am a 22 year old male. Fresh out of college. Working for a pretty decent company, and actually tasked with giving a presentation for new hires to everyone I work with.

Something like 200 people. I have to wear a full suit and tie even.

Last night, I dreamed I was giving the presentation. Everyone sounded impressed. Everything I was saying was on the money. Then, when I got to my key point, I heard snickering in the crowd.

The snickering turned into slight laughter. Then that grew into loud, uproarious laughter.

I felt air conditioning on my bare butt-cheeks.

I looked down and I was naked. But even worse, not even "naked". I was wearing nothing but a red tie and tube socks. You know the ones? The high white socks with red white and blue rings around the top?

My tie hanging over my bare, lily-white belly (not fat, but a rounded belly from snacking too much and never hitting the gym).

Everyone starts snapping cell phone pics as I desperately cover my penis and turn my plump white "bubble butt" towards the crowd and try to get out of the room, which is of course locked.

My boss, Ms. Silvan, gets up and says "Next time I should hire a speaker who's dressed to impress!" and SPANKS my naked ass as I woke up panting in cold sweats.

I know it's ridiculous, but the dream felt SO freaking real. I cringe when I think of that feeling of the air conditioning on my bare tush. I blush when I imagine looking down at my bare body. And the looks on the laughing faces of everyone in the crowd (especially Courtney in Finance ugh).

I confessed to my friend Ashley who laughed and said "Well thanks now I'll never see you again without mentally stripping you down to your adorable tube socks. This is the funniest dream I've ever heard."

1. Does anyone know why she finds this dream so hilarious?

2. Why tube socks when I wouldn't even have that on for the presentation?? I mean I was made fun of for my ridiculous tube socks in high school when changing for gym? Why only a tie?

3. And why does it bother me so much if it's so impossible to happen???

A beautiful day, birds are singin, flowersbare blooming, picnic benches and umbrellas attached to the tables. A snack stand on the left, a resturaunt on the right, and infront of you, is a train headed full speed in your direction while your stuck on the track. Your not tied down or anything, but your unable to move your legs as the train tumbles head on into you, and killing you and waking you up from your dream.

What does this mean? Am i gonna die to a train?