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Dream. Not real.

So I was at some place which I think was supposed to be Georgia.
I forgot what exactly I was doing, as this certain dream was on.. friday. So trying to remember it was pretty difficult but anyway.

So I'm sitting there, and then Crafty comes up with norman in some jeep go-kart thing, and there are three black women with them, dressed like whores and acting like they're enthralled and aroused by EVERYTHING.

Norman's the one that's driving. Crafty's in the passenger seat, and these three black ladies are just. giggly and everything.
Norm waves at me and then the black ladies swarm over me and start caressing me and stuff. I almost fainted. It was awesome, the attention.

But I managed to push them aside, or they got bored, or something, because I urged Norm and crafty out of the car to show them around.
Now, this place is like a little square sort of stripmall type thing, and on the far right, there's this huge fenced in area that has like, ten dogs in it fooling around. There's warning signs on the fence abotu not trespassing and how the dogs are mean. Nobody ever listened to that, though. So we stopped by there and watched the dogs for a little while, and I told crafty and co. about the town. Then Ghost walks up, and he is just.
He looks fine, but when he opened his mouth he sounded like a boy who hadn't passed puberty. It was hilarious. I couldn't help chuckling.
He gave me a weird look, and I managed to hide my feelings about how funny he sounded after that.

So I took them to a restaraunt. And I am like this uber dog furre in the dream. I act way canine. So much that I actually do tricks for a bone. It's kind of depressing when I look back on it now, but, everybody in the town seemed to be entertained by it. xd

So crafty and co. decide to sit outside, and I go into the bar, start watching a game. I kind of space out, and when I look out the window, they're gone!

There were two old guys outside, and I asked them, "Did you see a girl, a guy that looks like a girl, three black women and REALLY gay guy pass here?!"
They said yes.
"Where did they go?!"
"Over there."
They pointed over to the huge dog cage.

So I say a quick thank you to the men before rushing over ot the dog cage.
Low and behold, I find them (well, not the black whores) Inside the dog cage, and wiring up some type of bomb or something, and giggling about it.

I yell at them through the fence saying something along the lines of "What're you DOING?! This is not the time for stupid pranks! You're not even supposed to be IN there! you know how much trouble I'll get in for this?!" (Because of course, the whole town knows I'm the only human dog around).

But then the three black women come up and start.. Caressing.. places.. And the middle one says, "Oh, we know hwo much trouble you'll get in.. *giggle*"
And I'm basically immobilized by all the wonderful attention, but also stunned at what Crafty, Ghost, and Norm were doing, I couldn't really do anything aside from stand in place and turn completely red.

The one to the right said, "I've got a doggy treat for you if you don't tell anybody...!"
I snap out of my space momentarily, going, "R-really?"
The one on the far left takes out this milkbone treat and waves it around my eager eyes.
"Oh yesh we dew!"(Sweet talking-to-a-pet voice, of course).
"Just don't tell anybody, and we'll give it to you," the right one said.
"More than just that," the middle one said, going for my thigh.

I manage to get ahold of myself right before letting some drool leave my mouth and go. "W-what? N-no! I won't!" I backed away, with a new resolve.
"You don't know how much s**t would get pinned on me if they-" *BOOM*.

And the dog cage was blasted a new one. My posture just wilted.
"Oooopsie..!" the three whores sang in chorus.

I growled, grabbed the milkbone from the left one and ran toward Crafty and Ghost and Norm, who were walking while laughing about freeing the dogs in the cage.

I put the treat to one side of my mouth and put my foot on a piece of paper on the street. For some odd reason, I can like, skateboard on air when I have some stupid piece of litter stuck to my foot. So I do this, and easily catch up to my 'friends', who are now in the big dog cage's owner's house.

I sneak through a window, just in time to see the company I had invited put a huge lump of tin foil into the microwave.
"You guys-!" I began to yell, but realized the woman (Who was actually a teenager) was upstairs.

Beeping of the timer started.
"Psst! GUYS!" I whispered loudly. "You can't- She's upsta--"
CHINCHINKaBOOM. Apparently the tin foil was covering up a huge heap of dog s**t, that was now EVERYWHERE.

I choked on the milkbone.

The only thing I could think to do was run. So I did. I opened the front door to that house and I ran. And no matter how fast I seemed to run, the jeep-go-kart thing carried the three black whores on the hood and Norm and Crafty in the two front seats. They had to only be going five miles an hour but they passed me.
One of those bullet-time things happened, and the black whores were all giggling and waving, and one of them on the far side was being amazingly seductive with a milkbone instead of a banana(if you catch my drift).

The suddenly veered right when the bullet-time turned normal and I slammed into-get this- Ghost with a collar.

Ghost was dressed all differently. It was like he was double-casted, because now he had a completely different character. Even his voice was different. I mean, me, in the dream, thought he looked similar to Ghost, but I thought he was a different person. It had me confused for a moment.
Enough from everything before plus running straight into him enough for the guy- in a lab coat, ironically enough, snapped the metal collar on me.

Eep.

So he takes me by the collar and pulls me into this other house, full of flying papers that I guess had just been faxed. And he slammed the door behind him and me saying, "I've go tyou now, Kris," in a very satisfied tone (Which, also awkwardly enough, was Ghost's REAL voice).

"h-Hey!" I stammer. "Let me go! I didn't do anything..!" I start struggling with the collar, but Ghost has the grip of a friggin' gorilla and keeps walking to the center of the room.

"It's the last time you ever mess with those damned dogs again, and you won't escape THIS time!"

Apparently I was a known prankster with those dogs, being what I was, and they had been after me for quite some time.

"Even your powers won't save you now!" Ghost laughed madly.
He let me go, and went off to go do something. This is where the dream gets a little fuzzy.

I remember trying to escape and failing multiple times. How I could jump so well I was practically flying, and trying to squeeze out this tiny window.
I also know Ghost caught me while in the house trying to escape multiple times, and took measures to prevent that. While I don't remember what they were or how it happened, I managed to run out the front door, and go air-skateboarding on another piece of stupid paper that was on the road.

Norm and Crafty come around with the jeep-go-kart, and have this little, like, ladder trailing after the "car". They say to grab on, and I do. Somehow also, the first ghost- the one with the extremely high voice- also grabbed on to be saved or something. The three black girls were gone.

The other Ghost, in the labcoat, and the three black whores, who were now dressed in labcoats as well (Doublecasted, again?) ran after us on foot, until my own jeep-go-kart sputtered to a stop.
So now we were both looking at eachother. Me and the first Ghost on our stomachs hanging on for dear life, and the labcoat people staring down at us like we're some kind of convicts(which we probably were).

So the first Ghost and I are yelling at Crafty and Norm to go! Because, apparently, the jeep-go-kart is a back to the future model, what with the raging off, leaving fire behind, and dissipating into mist.
The labcoats keep staring at us with a warped smile, like they're all agent Smiths. 0_o

Norman and crafty, after much horrid, horrid, scary delay filled with lots of yelling and cursing over the care, were able to start it up and go.

And as I was skidding on the groundo n my stomach, something in me just said "Let go".

So I did, and as per Back to the Future, the car left flames and disappeared without me, and I rolled back to the labcoats, who were smiling at me creepily like Agent Smith copies.

And that was where the dream ended. It was creepy as all get out.