The first dream started in my parents' backyard, although the setup was different in that all of the houses in the neighborhood were separated by large fields about 1/2 acre in size.

We were all laughing and having a good time when suddenly we see the neighbors come out of their house harboring this immense amount of anger. There were about five of them and they ran through our yard making a bee-line towards the neighbors on the other side of us who had just come out of their house to do some yard work. They were a gay couple and I could tell immediately that this was not going to be a social visit.

By the time the five idiots had make their way over to them, my family (who were all oblivious to the situation) had all gone inside, leaving me alone to witness the horrid beatings that eventually occurred. I don't recall the actual altercation, but when they were done the five of them came over to my parents' house to sit on the porch and have some drinks, laughing as if nothing had happened. I was so furious that this had occurred, and before I knew it I had two large glass jars in my hands and I ran up to the porch and threw them as hard as I could, watching them shatter as they reached their faces.

Somehow they all went back home without any further incident, but I knew they would be back for revenge.

At first I didn't want my entire family involved, so I recruited my sister Shannon to be my sidekick. I snuck her into the garage and spent the morning teaching her how to fight (which I am clueless about in real life) and also taught her how to break out the bottoms of these huge jars so that they would shatter easier once (if) they hit the enemy's face.

Eventually I knew we were still outnumbered, so I had to get the rest of the family involved as well. I gathered them all together in the living room and recanted the situation, hoping to make warriors out of them by day's end.

The next dream I had was about being back at Marquee nightclub (where we had our Mad Hatter party last night), and as we all danced our friend Cassaundra kept dancing really close to me. I kept glancing over at everyone else and when no one was looking I reached my hand under her dress and playfully pinched one of her pussy lips. This was such a turn-on not only because she wasn't wearing any underwear but also because she was letting me do it. It happened about two more times during that song and I kept hoping that she would turn around so I could feel her asshole as well.

The next thing I know, it's daylight and she and I are walking down these long sets of stairs trying to get down to street level. I ran down an extra flight just so I could stop and watch her lips as she descended. When we got to the street you could tell that everyone around us knew she wasn't wearing underwear and it didn't bother her at all. In fact, it was apparent that she actually enjoyed it, and that turned me on even more.

In the last dream I was at a Concierge event at a toy store and the man behind the counter was throwing toys made of LEGOs at me. As they shattered on the ground I had to quickly pick them up before the next toy was thrown and I couldn't keep up. I realized that these were all supposed to be given to us in a gift bag but instead the store owner thought it would be more amusing to watch us gather them up.

The last gift was a white plastic Barbie pony with mechanical legs that was sitting beneath a glass dome. As he handed it to me I thought "what am I supposed to do with this?" and then I remembered I could send it to Hilary so the girls could play with it.

And that's all.