So I have no idea why this happens but I often have crazy dreams. Maybe being crazy has something to do with it.
Last night was so crazy I had to share, so get ready for a look into my inner psyche.
I dreamed that Ed and I were visiting Jay and Becky. They lived in Condo-like place with a couple other people.
For some reason Jay set his neighbor's house on fire. It was poor old lady. As she was screaming that her house was on fire, Ed and Jay went speeding away in the Civic for some more mayhem. Where were they going? To kill the dad from 7th Heaven of course! I can't remember how they killed this guy but they did dismember him, put him in a plastic bag and stuff him in the trunk. Only problem is the trunk wouldn't close. But these guys seemed none too concerned about this even when the security guard at Jay's new place looked at the trunk suspiciously .
The next day we all went on an outing to find a barrel of acid to put the guy in. The dream gets too fuzzy to remember from there but it was pretty disturbing