I need to stop sleeping in because that's when I seem to have my strangest dreams...
This morning I dreamed that I was Dennis the menace.
The mission: To sneak a pirate who was hiding in the cupboard out of the house without mom noticing.
The problem: He got out fine but he was covered in tar thereby leaving his big black footprints all over the white rug.
The solution: Get a towel soaked in bleach to wipe the marks out of the rug.
The second problem: It made the rug worse.
The final solution: Mom found what she had been looking for (I don't know what) and was too thrilled to notice the marks all over the rug and her bleach-ruined towel.
**woke up**
... The other night I dreamed that the government was out to get us (my vampire friends and me, naturally) with pitchforks.
That's real life...
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