Alright, I had a dream last night (NO WAIT!! Don’t close the window — it’s not Martin Luther King Jr. style!). I’ll make it short, and it’s kind of a Nazi-ish weirdo dream, but it’s teh funny.

So I wake up one day in this game world, and it looks like medieval Europe all over again — with twists. I walk around and notice that I am an elf after looking through a mirror, so I thought “Kool, I got pointy ears, awesome.” Then I see a shop, and it says “Uber Weapon Company” and I thought “Hey maybe I can buy a sword! >:D!!!,” so I go in there and look at this weird-looking sword, and the guy at the counter says “That’s 3.5 million gold, son,” and I’m like “Okay, I can afford that.”

Then I walk outside, and there’s a bank, and I’m the kind of guy who likes to keep his crap in the bank, so I go over there with the intention of withdrawing money and various garbage. I go there and ask the clerk to show me my “warehouse” (as they called it), I look inside my warehouse…

… And there was nothing…

This, as a pre-emptive reaction, made me go “-____-” before I went “NOOOOO MY MONEY!!! ALL GONE!!! *sob sob sob*” Then the dream ended.

Me being a hypothetical freak who believes in his dreams as either pleasant scions of escape from reality, or true omens. ZOMG!!! That’s not possible, nobody can steal stuff from my bank account! But if all is missing inside the dream, could that be a $1gn that some wasted Nazi is gonna try taking all my money??!?? Oh noes! I can’t let that happen, the money that’s held in my bank is my Playstation 3 fund! I must run to the bank today, and QUICK!!! ARKJDSKJFEASDJHFSDA!!!!