The Jack Cain Express Train Why not hop aboard?

Seeing as I was drunk when I was asleep last night, I had some really vivid dreams.

One of them involved me seeing Black Eyed Peas live at a carnival and no one was watching, I knew all the words and Fergie was replaced by Tulisa. I was with another person dancing along, when everyone but me, the sound mixer and Will.I.Am were there. Will.I.Am had very cool hair. It was long, and slicked back with pomade and put into a ponytail. Anyways, there was a screen behind, and it was showing things from Transformers the movie and how the new Battleship movie was based around a board game. What had happened in this film was that all the board game and toy based movies were rolled into one film creating an utter cinematic shit-storm of chaos. I tend to not like that kind of movie, but in my head it looked amazing. It also involved a toy that I thought looked familiar but I don’t know the name of, but when I described it this morning, nobody had heard of it, so I think I’ve invented a new toy.

There was another dream where I was Melissa McCarthy, the bigger girl from ‘Bridesmaids’ and ‘Mike and Molly’. What happened was that I was looking through her perspective and I was trapped naked and basically became a part of “Silence of the Lambs” and I was in that well thing in Buffallo Bill’s basement.

“But now there’s wrinkles around my baby’s eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs “Baby did you make it all right”
She sits on the porch of her daddy’s house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born.”

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Beautiful.

Off to the Metro-Centre in the morning. Hopefully I’ll get some nice shit.