
I dreamed that I was Agent 47 from the
Hitman games.
Strangely, the targets for my missions were not gangsters or terrorists.
They were the cast of the classic Warner Brothers cartoons.

My first target was Wile E. Coyote. I was expecting it to be someone else (a Yakuza boss), so I slipped up in my surprise and he started running. A few pops from my silenced .45 in his back brought him down.

The next was Sylvester the Cat. This mission went better, as I was no longer surprised at who my targets were. He actually gasped "Sufferin' succotash!" as I sneaked up behind him and slipped the strangle cord around his throat.
And then the alarm clock went off and I woke up.
So how's your day going?
3 comments:
A little wierder now.
My first thought was - "You're one sick puppy!" But then I remembered some of my dreams and thought, "My, what a creative young man..."
;-)
I fell asleep watching Nick at Night once when they were showing really old TV and dreamed that I was son number 4 in my three sons & then all of a sudden they all moved out and I was living with the Munsters.
Dreams can sure get weird when you fall asleep with the TV
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