@Daxam Eh. Dunno. Never sleep amazingly.
@RomanAria XD its okay. We're fast talking crazies.
STORY TIME
I had another weird dream.
We were in my elementary school cafeteria and the military was putting on some silly little performances for the kids. The kids did some little dances, then it came around to my husband's unit to perform. They played the national anthem on on this little boom box but it broke halfway through, so I sang the rest of it. [I sang for anthem for my high school graduation ceremony. @n@]
But before the unit could perform, someone reached a hand into the door and shot my husband. lower right side of the back. He was okay. But I was livid. So we start trying to find the guy who did it. And at some point I looked out the door and saw one of the military guys hold up a gun, hold a finger to his mouth, then he took off.
For some reason I instantly forgot this.
So we're searching for a while long, and for some reason, after about an hour, I see the guy again, and I remember that he's the one who shot my husband. And I yell "I know who did it!" And they all ask who, and I run up to the only present black man in the unit and I shout [i kid you not] "I don't want to sound racist but it was the other black guy. The one who looks like the wayans brother."
[XD]
So we all go chasing after him and the idiot is running along my home town main street and gets tackled by a police car. Yes, a car, not the cop XD