In my dream, we sat on a giraffe. You wanted to climb onto its head. So you did. The air up there was so fresh. But us, being 1 neck below you, we saw everything.
So, I decided to join you. You were right. The air smells good, there's beautiful scenery. That's when I saw a tribe of red-indians dancing with kingkong. The next minute, I became an elephant. I stomped towards them, yet they ran away from me.
As I wandered around, a group of deers came along. I never thought an elephant could be such great friends them deers! But when the hunters came, a deer left despite my ability to shield it from all the arrows. So I stayed with the other deers, and we came up with strategies to get rid of the hunters.
By growing balls on them and whacking them till they flew to alibaba land.
And that's when I met Tarzan and Jack Sparrow.
The dream ends here. Doesn't it seem so unreal. Like I said, it's just a dream.