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That reminds me of the dream I had last night. I was hanging out at Han Solo's forrest cabin retreat, when a pile of rocks fell on him. I unearthed him enough to find his severed head. I quickly ran and put it in the freezer, then went to look for the rest of his body (under the assumption that the futuristic technology of the era I was in would fix him if I found all of his parts and kept them cool). I kept digging, and I found a body under there that was small enough to stuff in my freezer. It was a draconian body. I put it in the freezer, and kept looking for Han's body. I strayed a fairly good distance from the cabin, wondering where his body had gone to. I gave up, and headed back to the cabin, only to discover that the X-Men had shown up and were using the area around his cabin for training with their mutant powers. I told them what had happened, and Magneto started opening up to me like I was Sally Jessie Raphael about how much that guy meant to him. We kept looking, and I couldn't find anything. Then I woke up for a second. Then I fell back into dream land, and woke up in an underground cavern, with a whole bunch of draconians looking up to the top of the cavern, where there was a clear piece of ice that had a headless body on it. They were worshiping it. Someone to the right of me said "Gee... it looks like Geroge Carlin". But I was thinking that it was the body of Han Solo, and assuming that the draconians had stolen his body to pray to. I began to plan how I would get his body out of there, and if I could contact the X-Men to help me do so. Then I woke up for good.
That's really the dream I had last night. Han Solo, X-Men, and Ice-Draconians. I gotta eat right before bed more often. See the relation to your post?
-Andrzej Valentyn Kujawski
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