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Night Sweats: Bad Dream Log


Subject: White, Male, 29

The subject is at a roadside art gallery in a desert mountain range for a funeral that will be followed by a costume party. The costumes are weird: many of the subjects' male cousins are wearing burlap robes with Greek letters stitched on the front. The subject wears surgical scrubs with the word "coyote" sewn on. He is also wearing two automobile inner tubes and white clown pancake makeup.

On his way in to the room where the casket lies, the subject catches a disapproving glance from his maternal grandfather (who is deceased in real life). He obviously doesn't think this is any way to honor the dear departed. The subject stops in a restroom to pee. The first urinal he finds is mounted on the wall a good six inches above wang level, so he finds another. This one is wide and flat and angular, and made of blue plastic. The subject pees and pees and pees, and doesn't feel any relief. His bladder is the sea. A warm carbamide mist settles over the subject's legs, the urinal, and the mirror above it.

Why is there a mirror above the urinal? Is this blue thing actually a sink?

The subject's female cousin is on his left. Embarrassingly, she is completely nude. She has noticed the subject's ongoing world-record leak.

Actor and comedian Jack Black has noticed, too. He is on the subject's right. "You know what this is like?" actor and comedian Jack Black asks. The subject's nude female cousin says it with him, in unison:

"It's like one of those dreams!"

The subject scowls at both of them, as if realizing he's been the victim of a practical joke.

The subject awakens, and really, really has to pee.
 

 

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