My Dream from last night:

[Typhoid]

So basically, more or less.

Gametavern was a real tavern. People were sitting in segragated sections talking about mundane subjects, as is the case on the boards. People were drinking beer and shouting "Nintendo!" followed by "SONY!" and things like that.

However, there I was, all alone, and sad. So very sad. You see, it was my birthday, and nobody had brought up the fact that it was my birthday yet.
So I started getting agitated, and hurt by it.

So near the end of the night, I stood up on the table, and shouted "Happy birthday Typhoid!" and someone said "You cant start one over yourself you moron!" and I started complaining that nobody made any sort of recognition towards it.

Then I woke up, and started realizing I had a dream that took place inside an internet forum.