Why? Some dream I had a few minutes before. Apparently me and my family boarded a rowboat to some seaport a few miles away. When we got there, everything was deserted and made out of bricks. Apparently when we left and entered a brick building, we encountered at least 3 thugs. One fat guy with your standard kitchen knife, and 2 other skinny guys in jackets. One of them slit my dads wrists thrice, as they all did saying "The Economy was already bad enough without you FOREIGNERS" Apparently, when I ran, the fat dude outran me (WHAT) and started hacking away at me with the knife with enough cuts on me to render me a dead person. And then I woke up.
/DISCUSS
