I had a really weird dream last night.
First, I was in jail with Nate. But it was super hard to make myself look presentable and I had to wear this rag dress thing and for some reason I grew a beard and mustache. Nate didn’t mind the facial hair — he said he liked that I was taking a stand — but he didn’t like the dress and kept yelling at me to wear something else even though I didn’t think I was allowed to wear anything else, only to find out I was indeed allowed to wear regular clothing.
So I somehow, someway got some regular clothes and put them on (and shaved my facial hair, because for some reason I thought I wasn’t allowed to do that, either) and everything was better.
But we were allowed to visit with each other for hours every day in his cell, which was amazing even though it was just dreamland. He also had a cat that followed him everywhere and I had to take a boat to get to him.
Then once I found a half-naked woman in his cell and he convinced me, after I almost choked her to death, that it was his sister-in-law just visiting.
Then a friend of mine who was in jail with me and I were on dead bug duty and had to do reports on all the dead bugs we found. It was strange.
Then Nate ended up owning a helicopter and for some reason the jail wouldn’t allow him to fly it but they would let my friends and me, so we took it out for a spin only I couldn’t get the landing thing down so I kind of just crashed every time we had to land, which was okay because the helicopter didn’t get damaged and no one got hurt. So I invited my cousin to take it for a spin with me since he went to aviation school and I dozed off during his flying, and when I woke up we were falling to our deaths because he had messed something up and then the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles saved us because they were close friends with Nate and one of them was a girl and tickled me and invited me to her tickle party where she assured me Madonna would be playing all night.
And then I woke up.
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