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I dreamt last night that there was this virus going around turning everyone into zombies. The virus came from these birds that were flying around the sky with fish in their talons, and if they dropped a fish on you (with a virus pill), you caught the virus. Some birds were carrying fish with number tags on them, which meant they had that many virus pills to drop. I'm running across this open field with George Clooney and Brad Pitt (who was dressed in his dorky disguise from Ocean's 11), dodging random explosions and falling virus pills. Kind of a battlefield setting. We arrive at the end where there are these bleachers, and Corrine May (this Asian singer I saw on Third Street once) shows up in a wedding dress and goes, "Watch me!" So we sit down and watch her, and to our surprise, she lifts up her skirt, and tadum, she's wearing figure skates! She then proceeds to go skating around the battlefield, avoiding falling virus pills all the while dancing/skating gracefully to this pretty piano song, except she kept getting hampered by her long wedding skirt. After awhile, George Clooney goes "We must take shelter," so we all run into this little shack where there are three survivors huddled. They scream at us in good zombie movie fashion that there is no room for us and we must leave. One of them pulls out her baby, except I somehow know it's a freaky zombie baby so I hide behind Brad Pitt so I don't have to see it. George Clooney ignores their screaming and goes to the stereo in the corner and puts on Aerosmith's "Walk This Way." We all start dancing in the shack. WTF.
Then we are forced out again, except George Clooney disappears, so now it's just Brad Pitt and me and we run into another shack, and there we're cornered by a flock of birds. We see one bird holding a fish with the number tag #49 so we're like "Damn, we're screwed! We're stuck in a tight corner, and there's no way we can dodge 49 virus pills aimed at us!" Suddenly, it was just Brad in the corner. I suddenly became just a spectator in the dream, and somehow I knew that I didn't have to worry because the virus effects would wear off after 2 days and everyone would return to normal, and I thought that this was one of those lame movies with the "it was all a dream" endings. Then I'm sitting on a couch with Justin and Markus watching said movie, and I tell Markus to give me some more pillows because he's got like five of them, and to my surprise, he gives the big one he was sleeping on.
Then my alarm went off.
What the hell? I swear I didn't drink anything last night...
Then we are forced out again, except George Clooney disappears, so now it's just Brad Pitt and me and we run into another shack, and there we're cornered by a flock of birds. We see one bird holding a fish with the number tag #49 so we're like "Damn, we're screwed! We're stuck in a tight corner, and there's no way we can dodge 49 virus pills aimed at us!" Suddenly, it was just Brad in the corner. I suddenly became just a spectator in the dream, and somehow I knew that I didn't have to worry because the virus effects would wear off after 2 days and everyone would return to normal, and I thought that this was one of those lame movies with the "it was all a dream" endings. Then I'm sitting on a couch with Justin and Markus watching said movie, and I tell Markus to give me some more pillows because he's got like five of them, and to my surprise, he gives the big one he was sleeping on.
Then my alarm went off.
What the hell? I swear I didn't drink anything last night...
