I had a little to drink last night at the bowling alley and I had one dream I can remember from my coma.
So smokin5 and I are driving to a bowling tournament in his beat up silver/blue Toyota Tercel hatchback (not really his car but in the dream it was). We get to the tourney and there are people riding lawnmowers down the lane to smash into these four foot tall bright red Pez dispenser pins. We leave.
We then drive to a party with a bunch of smokin5's friends who are faceless. We get there and Jerry Seinfeld is there with a rancor beast from Return of the Jedi. It then comes about that the rancor has to be sacrificed so it's bound to a giant gold slab which is vertically oriented. Then Jerry starts crying. We stab it with our steely knives but we just can't kill the beast. One of the faceless female party goers utters a spell and we kill that sum*****. Jerry cries more.
Yeah...