Peter and I were stuck in traffic on what everyone thought was a regular road. It was actually a dead end, though, and left everyone confused. I got out of my car and went to the front of the line to see what the holdup was, and found it was just a house there. Peter and I started collecting these pictures of people, and charging people to use the picture as a ticket for seeing a bird. I took a picture that had bill gates on it as a child for my own personal:00 AMusement. I had to wash it off, since it fell in a pile of crap. After washing it, it became very distorted.
I thought I was continuing a dream I haven’t actually had, here. I was at a college I don’t actually go to with my family. We were there late, when custodians were cleaning. Peters grenadine was taken off one of the counters by a woman as we were outside racing. When we got in, mom tried asking the woman for it back, she never actually said it was grenadine- only a red food or candy bottle, the woman refused to give it to us since it was after midnight and we shouldn’t have food. I stepped in and explained that it was just a bottle of grenadine while making fun of the woman. She started talking about chicken nuggets for peter tomorrow, and mom started insulting the woman for talking about something completely irrelevant. Then a security guy came over and took over for the woman tellings us we couldn’t have it. I went outside to pick on him, and he just continued arguing with me from a distance. JoAnn took a closed can of beer and pretended to drink it, in attempt to get a real cop to come over so we could explain we wanted the grenadine back. The cop came over, she showed that the can wasn’t open, and starded acting really weird and teasing them when they said she still needed to show them some ID. The security guy came over while she was sitting on the ground talking rudely, and used a mini cattle prod looking thing to make her lay on the ground as the cops asked. Doing so, he zapped her and made her do a 6-step, while laughing. I started yelling at the guy and he threatened to zap me too. I told him I wanted to be zapped as much as he wanted to be swung at with my heavy backpack, and grasped it by the straps. He stepped closer and I threw it at him, grazing him, he then started running towards me. I ran straight into him, pulling the prod to my chest by his wrists, looking him in the eyes with a smile. He looked at me confused for not spazing out to the zapping, and I brought him to the ground and twisted myself up around him, breaking the cattle prod, and nearly his legs. I kept stretching to try and bend his legs further, but woke up during this.