Had two fucked up dreams the other day:
1) I was trying to take pictures of mountain scenery, but a child kept jumping into the shots just to piss me off. I finally lost my temper and started yelling at her, only to have a group of body guards come rushing out of no where to tell me to back off. Turns out this kid was the lovechild of Monica Lewinsky and Bill Clinton. The rest of the dream involved a legal battle between Lewinsky and me over whether or not her kid should be allowed to ruin people's photographs. Most of this somehow took place in a pet shop.
2) I was in the midst of a jungle, doing my own makeup for a fashion show while also being chased by a talking T. Rex, which culminated with me discovering that the song "The Lion Sleeps Tonight" is secretly a pro-rape anthem. This discovery was made when I learned about hidden verses that encouraged Little Foot from The Land Before Time to rape his mother.
