Had a dream last night.
I was starring as Robin III from DC Comics. Either
baron_von_ed or
grampus, or possibly a bizarre hybrid of the two was Nightwing.
Batman wasn't in it.
Our superteam, which also included Willow Rosenberg off of Buffy and, weirdly,
bitvacuous as Sirius Black(from Harry Potter)'s long-lost daughter was able to prevent the Death Eaters from blowing up Burley Park train station, despite their nefarious plot to flush the magic bomb out of the train's toilet just as it was pulling out of the station (They obviously couldn't flush it while the toilet was in the station, as that is against the rules)
And so the day was saved.
Does this dream mean:
a) Too much booze
b) too much coffee
c) too much fanfiction
d) all of the above
e) Geoff Hurst ?
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