So I had a dream yesterday and it went like this:
It was a dark windy afternoon while me and my friends were riding llamas in the cold hills of africa. It was Bojan, Vicky, Daniella and Denys {plus me}, after sometime we ended up in a village of greyhound buses and they were alive! So we boarded the live greyhound bus and stuffed our llamas into our passenger bags. After thirty minutes or so Denys went to the washroom and came out in a speedo, carring a pole. He set it up in the middle of the asile and started pole dancing so Bojan pushed him out a window. We sooned stopped in the desert for a break, Bojan and Daniella started to dig holes in the sand. Cola, milk and yogurt started following from the holes. Vicky ran into the greyhound and changed into a fur bikini, then jumped into the yogurt pool. She started to drown so me, Daniella and Bojan left her. We drove for a while until Daniella decided that she could fly, so she made wings out of toothpicks and toilet-paper then jumped off the bus. Weridly she survived the fall until Bojan came out of no where riding a blue and pink hippo, which he ran Daniella over with.
Then Bojan and his hippo fell off a cliff...
I woke up..