Terrorists were attacking the city with kalashnikovs. I tried to save myself by climbing up a lamp post and just kinda dangling there. Suddenly my lawyer appeared (I don't actually have a lawyer), riding a horse and swinging a huge sword. He shouted at the terrorists "Prepare for lawesomeness."
This lame pun was incredibly funny in my dream and I woke up laughing.
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A smell of petroleum prevails throughout.
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