I dreamt I was at a hotel restaurant and David Bowie was by my side, watching Jim Carrey make jokes about rape while he pretended to kill two girls a la American Psycho -- in this scenario, instead of Phil Collins, we had 'Boys Keep Swinging' for background music.
Then Jim came towards me all covered in fake blood and started dancing.
When the performance was finished, I went to the hotel's bar and tried to steal two bottles of Bailey's.
~* The End *~