The other night I had a dream I was on some spaceship with different people and we were preparing to defend against alien invaders. There was an egg in the back room that I needed to protect but nobody would listen. I was trying to hold the door to our space closed (similar to Jurassic Park when they were trying to keep the raptors out) but they broke in. Since nobody was guarding the egg, I ran back there while everyone else fought. Aliens started coming back and I started WHOOPING. ASS. I mean, moves I shouldn’t even know about. I was destroying the fuck out of these aliens. I killed one and then went crazy on another one with THAT ALIEN’S CORPSE. It was not a game.
Then, I had a dream that it was the zombie apocalypse. Me, Crabby, and various assorted characters were in a Walmart-type store slaying the fuck out of zombies. But we were slaying them True Blood vampire style, through the heart and they died the way vampires die in True Blood (an explosion of blood and goo).
I don’t even know what’s going on in there, but these dreams are just. JUST.