I would like to find the bint who was driving the vehicle with the back-up beeper for 5 hours last night up at the end of our road. I would like to have pizza sent to his or her house all day long today while he or she tries to sleep. Or maybe find out the guilty parties phone numbers then submit those numbers to every telemarketer in the state. I strongly suspect everyone in my neighborhood feels the same way.
OK, #1 is telling his brothers about a dream he had in which he was in a Harry Potter movie, but his character was "Spandex Man" and Hermione kept taking pictures of him. Ron was also in the dream, sitting next to Hermione while she took the pictures. He was talking but no sound came from his mouth.
And I thought I was having strange dreams last night…