Olives and suicidal eggs?

I have been having very weird dreams about Cadbury's cream eggs lately. I think it is with all the Easter hype and those crazy adverts in which suicidal eggs take their lives. It doesn't help when my grandma gave me 24 cream eggs for eater...full size too. I don't even like them, but I did still ate them. They all start off with my friends and me at a theme park. All the rides are made of egg shells (chocolate ones of course) and we are heading towards a sling shot. I am finding the whole experience a little daunting but my friends all seem to find the fair ground scary music amusing. Eggs are catapulting themselves downwards into the ground and people are cheering when they splat. My so called mates decide that I should follow suit and see how much I splat. I am not happy about the situation and I feel rather upset that me friends want to see my insides on the floor. Anyway, for some reason I decided to take up the task and I step into the seat. Ride owner...who is a really dirty looking cream egg straps me in and I say my final words. Cream egg man presses the button and instead of me splatting into the ground, I find myself gunged with the inside of a cream egg and my friends have all become olives. Now I am as confused as you, olives? The only way I can explain this is my regular occurring compulsion to buy olives on mass, I crave them dearly and I must have had an urge during my much needed beauty sleep!



In the dream dictionary, it says that to see or eat olives, symbolizes contentment and faithful friends. It also refers to immortality.

Well thats not that bad!