Note: All images are put in order.
Just what Sniffles needs. Another invention made by himself.
Sniffes puts on his funny helmet...
...and gets ready to go to sleep.
Ah... Nothing like being in paradise.
Lumpy comes, and the trouble begins!
He checks if anyone's watching.
He watches you in your sleep.
...if you always slack off?
With the push of a button, chaos!
Falling into his first nightmare.
Surprising how this fall didn't kill him.
Good thing those arrows didn't hit you, or else...
Who's firing those arrows anyway?
He took three arrows to the back.
"Help, someone, I'm drowning!"
Sniffles is baking cookies in this dream.
What could possibly go wrong next?
Just put them in the oven.
The channel changes again at the most inconvenient time.
"Kill this nerd, dear Flippy!"
How to get out of this one?
"Well done, dear Flippy!"
Sniffles without his head.
Sniffles without his head and hands.
Spin the Wheel of Fortune… or Torture, to be precise!
Goof #4: Sniffles' pocket protector is missing.
Let's see what today's prize is...
Yes, a year supply of bombs.
The war's latest recruit.
Flippy should have been behind that door.
Sniff... Sniff... Sniffles of the Jungle! Watch out for that...
...tree! Also Truffles' appearance.
I say the Ants
may have been behind this.
What horror awaits him now?
What could possibly go...
Nevermind. (Where are the springs?)
Lumpy continuing to screw with Sniffles' dreams.
If those lightning things appear when your TV short circuits, then you've screwed up hard.
The remote can no longer function.
Don't need this thing anymore.
"Oh well, time to go back to work..."
"Or see if there's anything on in the next room."
Poor Sniffles driven catatonic.
Nurse Petunia. A perfect job for a germaphobe.
A little television should soothe his nerves.
"Uh-oh! I've seen that picture before!"
Sniffles has PTSD. Flippy has a new friend.
Good luck sleeping ever again.
What'll happen next? You tell me.