nope, but I still have really fucked up dreams.
I once dreamed I was with Willy Wonka, a frog with really long legs and a top hat, and a couples of other kids I don't care about. We talked for a while before rushing into a mansion for no reason. We climbed the stairs and saw that, on the first floor, the mafia took guns and were shooting clowns. We rushed out, since the mafia saw us, and a huge snow storm suddenly started. We were running in knee-deep snow when we spotted an Olympic Stadium in front of us. We were running towards it when it suddenly exploded.
We spotted a TV to our left, that somehow worked without electricity. It was a news broadcast, and they were talking about the Stadium explosion. Apparently, according to security camera footage that wasn't destroyed in the explosion, the blast was caused when a plasma TV fell on its screen in the middle of a theater. I then woke up, wondering what the fuck was I dreaming about.
I am not kidding a single bit.