Dream About Chicken Soup And Fish Flapping

This is pretty dangerous. Oh, no, fuck it. We'll do it, seriously. I don't like doing it this way. It's probably because I'm psychic. Someone here is doing an automated... She just did that. Some chicken was making chicken soup. Some customer came in and I wanted to pay, so I thought I'd throw her a sweet shot. Well, then that's not what I wanted. I'll just have the chicken. Can I have the chicken? Yeah. No, that's a fucking tape. I don't know what's going on. I don't know what's going on. I thought she'd be like, no. She's like, it's a fucking tape. It's a fucking tape. I don't know, it was weird. I was thinking about bringing it home around that night. I was like, there's a bag of chips there, and a bag of chicken. Yeah, that's good. And then, I remember I was sitting down somewhere there, and I had all these chicken strips, like chicken from the end or whatever. And I went to go eat them, and the next thing I noticed, there was a bunch of fucking fish fucking flapping around. I was like, fucking, Jesus, that's fucking, this fucking fish for the life of me. I don't know what's wrong with you, but I don't know who you are. What are you fishing for? And then there's my mum fucking standing there with a grin on her face and saying, you fucking piece of shit, you've always been fucking big head. And I just pulled her out like that. And you? No, I was, I ripped her, because I was just worried shitty because this other woman's trying to steal my chicken. And the next thing I go to eat my chicken, there's this slimy fucking fish