You Got Me Saying Hey Oh, I'm Tired of Using Technology...

(Why don't you sit down on top of me)
i had an incredible dream last night. one of those dreams that stay with you and make you feel like you've been enlightened by some higher power. the dream took place during the day, and i was walking down a street with comic actor jack black. it was an unknown street, kind of grey and ghetto like the streets of north hollywood or burbank. anyhow, jack suddenly turned to face me, lied down on his back, rolled both his legs up over his head and began to spread his anus wide open. wide enough for me to catch a glimpse of some of his internal organs. he began shouting something but i could not hear it over my yells of, "that shit isn't funny anymore." the one thing i remember so distinctly, though, was the stench emitting from his spread-open anus. i don't recall ever "smelling" a pungeant stench in a dream before. needless to say, it was the most pungeant anus stench you could ever smell. kind of like the smell emitted from a warm heap of dog shit on a cold rainy day. actually, it was more like the smell of your own asshole when you catch a whiff of it after wiping your ass. but stronger. anyway, the dream jumped from that scene to a scene where a bunch of disabled adults were being transported in a shuttle van somewhere and they all started vomitting uncontrollably. the thing was, all the passengers in the shuttle(about three or four) all kept announcing they were going to vomit by saying the word, "ship." like some kind of juvenile party game, they would say "ship" and then vomit. one passenger's vomit triggered another to vomit, and so on and so forth. i woke up feeling like i had been touched by the hand of God.