I got that one beat. (Though I've had that dream too! A lot of my nightmares involve teeth).

Okay, ready?

Last night I dreamt that I was in the "Halloween" movie. Michael Myers had tried to kill me with a huge chunk of wood with a spike in it... But rather than dying, the spike went right through and into my mouth but I was still alive! So for some reason the family I was with were arguing over whether or not they should take me to the hospital... I think because they were sure he was lurking outside the door, waiting to kill them as soon as they left the house.

So, getting annoyed at this spike inside my mouth, I pulled the wood out of my head and promptly wound up spraying blood all over the kitchen table and everywhere else. Mmm. Tasty.

So, yeah. There you go. Oh yeah. He WAS waiting outside as well. I think he killed everyone but me. I guess he figured I was gonna bleed to death or something...

So there you go. My gross contribution for today!