Last night I had a dream that me and my family were taken hostage by a group of cowboys who sliced me open with a kitchen knife to take out the god that I was apparently pregnant with. Then my brother and me escaped through a cave and found a weird zombie me carrying the god-baby but the belly was open so you could see it living in there. Then my brother shot me dead and I somehow "became" the zombie one.

Then later on, I had another dream that I can't remember much of save for a dirty looking guy who had a hat with a hole cut in it so he could wear another hat underneath and a bit where someone said "I AM THE KING AND I AM FUCKING EXCITING!".

Lolwat.