All I wanted was a brief nap between classes. A little refresh and recharge. But, nooooooooooo. You had to send me fucked up dreams.
The Burger King as twins. One of them dressed in a lavender balloon-suit. The other dressed in a dark purple balloon suit. Being held hostage by Billy the Kid – who in my dream, is being played by an overweight Billy Bob Thornton. They are wandering around with giant pins, wondering who they should “stick it to”. There was tittering.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
For your reference, O Gentle Readers:
The Goddamn Burger King
But with an additional 300 pounds on him.
The Process 
AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
Don’t get me wrong, if I’d dreamed that I’d be pretty freaked too, but since it wasn’t me it’s just hilarious.
Oi. I think that I have fulfilled this month’s quota on Fucked Up Dreams. Please, no more.
The Burger King is nothing if not the stuff of nightmares…
I don’t know WHO in their marketing department thought THAT was a good idea. But I hope s/he is roasting merrily in Hell, now.
I love fucked up dreams.
You woulda been very happy in this one, then.
::bleah::