welcome to JM's weirdass dream hour
Usually the weird shit in my dreams can be traced back to whatever I did for the day. Usually. The one I had in the early hours of this morning though, totally came out of left field.
I was in the basement of one of the local malls here, watching my friend M get married to some guy I had never seen before. They had like, an instant tent that sprang out of nowhere, and Mark Wahlberg was sitting next to me during the ceremony (dear brain, WRONG WAHLBERG).
After that my friend and I went to this secret passageway under the mall basement and were basically in this huge pet store, where we spent some time with a very strange acting grey cat. It may or may not have been a magic cat that could talk. I'm not sure.
Then I followed her to her new home, a stately manor in the middle of nowhere, whereupon her new in-laws said "Oooh, we must show you our prisoner!"
And then they brought in a be-tentacled Voldemort chained to a table.
...
Voldemort. With tentacles.
There was some light torturing, and then Cthulu!Voldemort died. AND THEN a hologram of Darth Vader sans helmet appeared, swearing revenge on us all, and panic ensued. Somehow M's new father-in-law caught hold of me and pinned a cursed gold and emerald brooch on the back of my shirt, and in retaliation I threw a tomato at him.
Dear brain, WTF WAS THAT?!
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I was in the basement of one of the local malls here, watching my friend M get married to some guy I had never seen before. They had like, an instant tent that sprang out of nowhere, and Mark Wahlberg was sitting next to me during the ceremony (dear brain, WRONG WAHLBERG).
After that my friend and I went to this secret passageway under the mall basement and were basically in this huge pet store, where we spent some time with a very strange acting grey cat. It may or may not have been a magic cat that could talk. I'm not sure.
Then I followed her to her new home, a stately manor in the middle of nowhere, whereupon her new in-laws said "Oooh, we must show you our prisoner!"
And then they brought in a be-tentacled Voldemort chained to a table.
...
Voldemort. With tentacles.
There was some light torturing, and then Cthulu!Voldemort died. AND THEN a hologram of Darth Vader sans helmet appeared, swearing revenge on us all, and panic ensued. Somehow M's new father-in-law caught hold of me and pinned a cursed gold and emerald brooch on the back of my shirt, and in retaliation I threw a tomato at him.
Dear brain, WTF WAS THAT?!
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