| I had the weirdest dream last night. I was walking through a really bad neighborhood and three guys tried to rob me. One of them had a gun, but I managed to get it away from him, and I shot the three guys.
Realising that I just killed three people, I walked away briskly, hoping not to draw attention to myself. Just then, a car with Clint Eastwood and an unidentifiable man pulled up by me, and Clint told me that he was the one who sent the guys to rob me, and he also saw me kill the guys, and if the cops came and asked him who was responsible for the three murders, he would tell them it was me.
So I ran away and a bunch of other random shit happened (I went to Taco Bell to get something to eat, a girl I've never seen before started asking me what I've been doing with myself since the last time i saw her, etc.)
Then, next thing I know, I'm in an apartment with Denzel Washington's character from Training Day, and his girlfriend who unfortunately looked nothing like Eva Mendes. All of a sudden I realize I'm playing the Ethan Hawke character, and Denzel is trying to kill me. So I escape into the hallway of the building, and its the building where my best friend grew up.
For some reason, the peephole on the door is reversed, and I can see into the apartment. I see a guy with a knife, so I decide to try to get the fuck outta there. I get into the elevator, but before the door can close, the guy with the knife holds the door open. I fight with him for a little while, and I manage to snatch the knife from him. Eventually, I get control and I slice his throat. He starts dying, but he just keeps talking and talking and talking, but not in an aggressive manner. Just babbling about nothing
And then my alarm clock rang and woke me up |