What is the weirdest dream you have ever had or the funniest dream?

I once dreamed about killing my friend in a public restroom. I lured her into a stall, put on some gloves and choked her to death. When I was finished, I put her corpse in the toilet and flushed it down.
At that time, I was very jealous of her because she was in a relationship with my crush. I'd never kill her though!

The only dream I remembered from being a kid was my whole family was vampires and I was trying to get away. I remember I literally woke myself up because I sat up really fast and yelled "MOM!!". Only dream that ever stuck in my mind where I can remember well.

I also have had dreams where I've gotten shot and felt pain even when I woke up. I dont remember what led to it but I got shot in the back in my dream and woke up with that specific spot sore.

Lately,I've been having dreams in which I go out in public,and I realize I forgot to put on my covid mask.

I had one where I got in a fist fight with (& lost horribly to) a bear in the woods, woke up 2 days later in a meadow & saw a bunch of naked babies dancing around a record player, then they slowly mummified & turned into demon skeletons & ripped me to pieces.

Had another where I flew to the end of the universe superman style & had an unpleasant/uncomfortable meeting with god. It was like he/she/it had every single mental illness/disorder known to man yet was still somehow functional & cognizance.

Had one where I died & went to a really trippy afterlife.

Once dreamt I beat a man to death with a baby.

And had one where a giant meteor was coming to earth so all the governments of the world launched their nukes at it & it exploded. You could see it from earth & everyone was cheering...Until they realized the explosion was still happening/growing & hit earth burning it to a crisp.

Once I had a dream where I was teeny weeny to the point I had to be put in a mouse cage and I was speaking in a high pitched voice.

I had an awesome mini-movie dream and I'd love to be able to make it into some sort of project.

I'm in a desert on top of a massive sand dune overlooking a large free-for-all war between people in rags (Like the time of Christ), killing eachother with rocks, wooden mallets, or their bare hands and as a result blood is splattered throughout the grounds. The desert they're fighting in is all flat ground except for the sand dune I stood on top of, and the sky was that reddish colour you sometimes get.

I'm standing on top of the sand dune with this weird combination of apathy and contempt while watching it all. Soon later from the furthest end of the free-for-all a pretty woman with black hair injects herself into the war but she isn't walking and is moreso floating slightly above ground. She wears a white robe that was only slightly transparent that floated more freely around herself than her body did from the ground. As she floats past the members of the free-for-all all the combatants she passes become extremely happy and stop fighting and instantly have a new found love for the people they were bludgeoning not a second prior to her presence. I'm still above the sand dune looking down, watching this woman as she maintains eye contact from a distance, gradually making her way towards me causing peace and love (all that good hippy shit) all around her on her journey to me, but still I have nothing but this weird combination of apathy and contempt.

The woman reaches the top of the sand dune and stops infront of me and we exchange looks as the crowd behind her stare with nothing but admiration in her direction. The woman smiles as if holding back nothing short of a giddy laugh and she places her hand down the side of my head to my cheek. I continue to look at her. I smile back and do the same, I place my hand from her head and gently start a single stroke from head to cheek and as I began she creates this painful look of dread and tries to scream/shriek. As my hand lowered down her face it seemed the layers of her skin were fading to sand and being blown to the side, layer by layer as I smile back at her with apathy alone until her skull is exposed and that too turns to sand and blows in the same direction to my side. I watch the sandy remnants of that woman blow away and return to my overwatch of the crowd that has almost immediately returned to it's former bloodshed but this time there seems to be a sort of tall alter with a staircase and throne made of hardened sand at the far end of the free-for-all.

I stare at the tall alter for a moment and then descend from the sand dune, almost if by instinct. I don't know if the combatants know that I even exist because I walk through them like someone would an unimportant busy crowd without them knowing I was even there or maybe they simply didn't care but the feeling was mutual. I eventually get to the base of this alter and I don't look up, as if this is a tired old routine I still only show apathy and contempt. I take the first step and thunder plays almost as if it's a sound effect of each step. The further I climb the more thunder there is. Half way through the climb it starts to rain red, whether it's blood or not isn't made certain but doesn't matter. I reach the top and put myself on the sandy throne now covered with red splashes. I look down and see the people still tearing eachother apart and by this point my contempt is more visible than my apathy but only for a short moment before I tilt my head back and close my eyes and for a brief second only see black, as if night time with normal rain. I woke up at that point.

Probably tried to make that sound pretty theatrical in my description but I still remember that dream after all these years. Obviously dreams mean jack shit but the visuals of that dream were pretty amazing, like a movie.

I had a dream where a pig man, whose lower half is a metal springy thing, wanted to marry me. I climbed up a tree to get away. Also he had chili coming out his nose

one time i had a really graphic dream you know the ones that feel like it's actually real life and you're right there in the moment and it's not actually a dream, some random dude with a chainsaw cut one of my arms off however i couldn't feel any pain. it was really realistic though there was a lot of blood and i could see bone and i just had a little nub arm, it was actually kind of funny and i was just waving my nub around and laughing

Woke up in a graveyard about the size of a football pitch. Skeletons emerged from the graves and started chasing me, so I had to run as fast as I could to the nearest town hoping to find someone.. anyone who could help with a secure shelter from this chasing army of the undead.

When I finally made it into what looked like a small town (because I could see some housing structures) I noticed there were no people in it, just the shelters, shops and the empty streets.

I then caught sight of an open McDonald's, which I quickly ran to, entered, and immediately shut and locked the door behind me. There were no people inside it too. Outside, the army of skeletons was furiously banging on the locked door, trying to force its way in. I was scared and confused.. With my eyes closed, I held my head between my hands trying to figure out what to do next. When I finally opened my eyes, I noticed a fresh mouthwatering Double Cheeseburger on a plate placed before me on the diner table. I also noticed that the skeletons that had been pursuing me were gone, and that the door was now open. I looked around the room but still couldn't see a soul. I then rushed to the door, shut and locked it again.

Now, back to my seat at the diner table, with a sense of some relief I took my first bite of the mysteriously served cheeseburger. It tasted great. "How is your burger?" A female voice from behind me asked. Startled, i frantically turned to see who it was, knocking the table over in the process. I'm not sure whether I peed my pants before or after seeing this ungodly figure standing before, but I recall my pants were already wet when I saw what my cheeseburger had changed to.

Standing before me was a zombie waitress, with visibly decomposing flesh and maggots coming out of her orifices. It was also at that moment I noticed that the cheeseburger which had fallen on the floor was nothing but layers of decomposing flesh with maggots in between where the cheese was.