So I was dreaming about a tiger, and this tiger was eating itself from the tail up, but it kept, like, growing new heads, so it just kept eating itself, but then I woke up, and I told my mom, and she said, “That couldn’t happen,” but I didn’t believe her, so I tried to go back to sleep, and I took my camera with me, and it showed up in the dream, but it wouldn’t work because my sister stole the batteries, so I went on a quest to find new batteries but the only ones I found were Ds, and by Ds I mean double Ds because they were attached to this smoking hot lady, except she was made out of batteries so she really wasn’t very good looking, so I said, “Go away,” and she breathed fire, and the fire burned my shirt off, and I realized that my skin was invisible so I could see my heart beating, except it wasn’t a heart, it was two AA batteries, so I took the tiger’s teeth and bit myself and took my heart batteries out and but them in the camera, but before I could get a picture I passed out and woke up.