In my class I am renowned for my famous saying: 'I had the WEIRDEST dream!'
So here goes:
I dreamt that my friend Kaylee and I were hobbits, and the whole of Hobbiton was having a miniature war against shrunken Orcs. They were only about up to our chests. They won, so for some reason we were playing dead, and then this one Orc came up and said: 'Hmm, they're dead. Which shall we eat first? This one?' and he grabbed Kaylee's arm and started chewing on it. She screamed, 'NO!!' and leapt away. Then the Orc grabbed my arm and I also yelled 'No!'. By that point all the hobbits got up and we went into two different warehouse rooms; the Orcs in one and us in the other. The Orcs were taunting us, {this is where it gets goofy} saying "Ha ha! Our room is better than yours!" Their room was filled with TV's and computers and gadgets of all sorts. Ours was bare. Then our boss pulled a rope and the walls went up, revealing sweets and pastries and cakes and cookies and generally sweet foods of all sorts. Then we started laughing at the Orcs. I picked up a piece of white chocolate with Oreo bits in it, and started to eat it. I spotted Pippin sitting in the corner, his belly swollen, still pigging out on candies. Then all of a sudden, over a loudspeaker, I heard: "PIPPIN TOOK IS BEING ARRESTED FOR EATING ANOTHER HOBBIT."
We all knew that the Orcs were just plotting, but for some reason all I did, as the Orcs grabbed Pip, was run up, give him a hug, and whisper in his ear "It's okay. You show them. By the way, you're very cute." {AARGH!! I can't believe I said that!! I sound like a real Pippinbopper!!}
He gave me a huge grin as he was dragged into the Orcs' room. They X-Rayed his stomach contents, and they saw Merry's waistcoat. The last of my dream was Pippin yelling, "I didn't eat Merry, I just ate his waistcoat!!"
Don't ask. It's just my nature to have dreams like this.
*shudders*....Pippinbopper....can't believe myself!!
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"There's a big...machine in the sky...some kind of electric snake...coming straight at us."
"Shoot it," said my attorney.
"Not yet...I want to study its habits."
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