I had a dream last night. I was being served chicken tacos with tzatziki and cucumbers by a struggling Dwayne Johnson trying to make both delicious and nutritionist food after he has lost his spark of creativity in the kitchen. Then like 7 people all started eating them and saying shit like “You can put buffalo on this.” To which we agreed and then all crawled in big king size bed with bathrobes on. Also Stingy from lazy town was there and cursing Robbie Rotten for ruining his flower while he throw rotten, moldy flower in to the snowing eastern European streets. And there was this chick in a pastry bar who thought she was smug and didn’t want to order a shitty regular pastry. So she pointed to a pastry on the menu and the host took a gingerbread gun out of the menu and gave it to her, then she took another gingerbread gun out of the drawer and put it in the menu where the other gun was. This chick was also getting hit on by a dude from either Quantum Leap or Sister Act staring Whoopi Goldberg. And it was Power Rangers Dinothunder with Nerf guns.



It was cozy.