Long Live the Great Khan!
Last night I dreamed that I went to Tibet with an eighth-grade class. While there, a Mongol warlord called Ghengiz Khan invaded Tibet, and I joined his troops and saved the life of one of his wives. Soon, I found that the United States was going to war against Mongolia, and the dream ended with me at a dinner party asking an American Major why, since he admitted that all wars were unjustified, he didn't fight for Mongolia instead of America. But he was of Asian descent and took slight offence at this.