Because I Think It's Important I Keep a Log of the Crazier Dreams...

I just don't understand my dreams sometimes...

Like in the dream I just had, I fought mad racist white dudes, watched Jeffrey Butler F5 the shit out of some fat chick and having some random little kid pin her 1, 2, 3 (which I remember had me laughing and I'm pretty sure had me laughing in my sleep), then I was in someone's house stealing important data files that they didn't know they had, only for some hot secret agent chick to goad me into giving her a foot massage to ensure that she'd tell no one I was there.

Like, what dafuq does that dream even mean?