I have the weirdest dreams, do you want to hear one? Of course you do this is one of my favorites. I was in a carriage. the carriage stopped and the door opens and I step out and looked at the coachman. I notice the coachman was a penguin and the horse are dogs! My jaws literally dropped. The penguin nodded at me and the carriage moved passed me. I was left alone in the middle of a dirt road. I sighed and I tilted my head down. When I tilted my head down I notice that i was wearing a dress! “Really a dress! You gotta be kidding me. I’m a dude not a lady!” I screeched. “Can this dream get any worst!” Well it got worse it started raining. I started to walk in the direction of where the carriage. I was stopped in the middle of the bridge by this hair hermit who called himself Long. He kept on saying “give me all your gold!” After a while and got annoyed. I looked down at the a river bed to see goblins belligerents withs moles using bazookas. I look back to the harry hermit called Long dancing in circles pointing up in the air saying “I'ma unicorn, you're a llama.” I gave him a subscription to see a therapist and walked passed him. I continued on and started to think when i'm going to wake up. Something pulled on my tight uncomfortable dress. I turn to see a baby with the face of Justin Beaver, I screeched in horror and dashed away. I noticed so far in the dream I'm mostly an observer. “This is the most longest dream I’ve ever had.” I spoke aloud. “How do you know its a dream” said a scratchy throat. I looked beside me to see me but with black hair. I call him Mumu he is every one of my dreams. “Well Mumu this is a dream because i can do this.” I growled as I snapped my fingers. I blinked we appeared in a parlor the walls had a green vividness to it. “See if it wasn’t a dream I could be able to do this.” I barked. “I shall not pledge my allegiance to our sad excuse for a king.” Shouted a large plump man. “Send him a correspondence to the king saying that he shouldn’t put Powerpuff girls posters on every building and monument we have!” “ Its the fat one.” Mumu said in fear. “Its santa why are you scared of him?” I asked. “Because look behind him.” Mumu whispered. I look and saw the baby with the face of Justin beaver being very affectionate to santa.We shrieked in terror.
