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I just typed this dream out to Rick, the other person in the dream, so I'll just transpose it here.
Alright, so we got this house together, not far outside of the main part of town, but it was mostly like, mid-upper class suburban, home owners association bullshit and you and i violated code somehow, I can't remember how.
So the HOA president and vice president came to our house with scissors.
And posed menacingly in our windows to freak us out.
But it didn't work cuz they were dressed like pansy little beatniks, so they were like "We'll attack you with dinosaurs at a party!"
And we're like "You go for it, pansies!"
So we're driving around one day and we try to drive home and our house is gone, just... like the two adjacent lots swallowed up the space in between each other.
So we go to the place where the HOA meetings are held, this clubhouse at the front of the neighborhood, to find out what happened and we find a party there so we go inside and I'm like "be prepared for those little elitists. They're up to no good."
So we get inside and dance for a while, it's actually more like a hall/gymnasium when we get inside than anything else.
And after about ten minutes the guys RIP the roof off the place on one side and there's a giant t-rex head and a teradyctl that's just as big, both like, bobbing for dancers.
Everything goes to shit and the two guys ar riding on their backs, holding scissors all menacingly.
And you pull out a fucking flame thrower out of nowhere and start torching the shit out of the rex and you're like "I'll take this one, you get the other one!" and I realize all I have is a harpoon.
Not even a harpoon gun, just a harpoon, out of nowhere.
So I have to make the thing peck at me, roll and dodge it, and try to stab it in the neck or something, and i succeed in getting it behind the eye, but i can't let go of the harpoon.
And the dude is still riding the thing with the scissors, so i kick him, steal the scissors, and cut out the harpoon from the dinosaur's neck and fall back to the ground while it writhes around and dies. Loudly.
And I released the harpoon into the t-rex's eyeball and you torched the shit out of it and we were heroes but then all the houses started to disappear.
And everyone at the party was now homeless thanks to us.
Because apparently the two beatniks were like, house witches.
So everyeone was like "thanks for saving us from the dinosaurs, you fucking idiots! Now we're all homeless!"
And then I woke up.
Alright, so we got this house together, not far outside of the main part of town, but it was mostly like, mid-upper class suburban, home owners association bullshit and you and i violated code somehow, I can't remember how.
So the HOA president and vice president came to our house with scissors.
And posed menacingly in our windows to freak us out.
But it didn't work cuz they were dressed like pansy little beatniks, so they were like "We'll attack you with dinosaurs at a party!"
And we're like "You go for it, pansies!"
So we're driving around one day and we try to drive home and our house is gone, just... like the two adjacent lots swallowed up the space in between each other.
So we go to the place where the HOA meetings are held, this clubhouse at the front of the neighborhood, to find out what happened and we find a party there so we go inside and I'm like "be prepared for those little elitists. They're up to no good."
So we get inside and dance for a while, it's actually more like a hall/gymnasium when we get inside than anything else.
And after about ten minutes the guys RIP the roof off the place on one side and there's a giant t-rex head and a teradyctl that's just as big, both like, bobbing for dancers.
Everything goes to shit and the two guys ar riding on their backs, holding scissors all menacingly.
And you pull out a fucking flame thrower out of nowhere and start torching the shit out of the rex and you're like "I'll take this one, you get the other one!" and I realize all I have is a harpoon.
Not even a harpoon gun, just a harpoon, out of nowhere.
So I have to make the thing peck at me, roll and dodge it, and try to stab it in the neck or something, and i succeed in getting it behind the eye, but i can't let go of the harpoon.
And the dude is still riding the thing with the scissors, so i kick him, steal the scissors, and cut out the harpoon from the dinosaur's neck and fall back to the ground while it writhes around and dies. Loudly.
And I released the harpoon into the t-rex's eyeball and you torched the shit out of it and we were heroes but then all the houses started to disappear.
And everyone at the party was now homeless thanks to us.
Because apparently the two beatniks were like, house witches.
So everyeone was like "thanks for saving us from the dinosaurs, you fucking idiots! Now we're all homeless!"
And then I woke up.