I'm with every family member I've ever had. We're at a fancy hotel in AZ. I am enjoying myself and hanging out,
getting into the arcades and what nots. Every floor is like a huge mall. Its mad. They have little wooden
statues in the grounds that will fight to the death unless you feed it water. They crumble to ash as they die
and you have to rush to get them to water.
Anyways, I was exploring a floor above mine that seemed a tad fancier. It had more games in the arcade, more
expensive stores.I walked into what I thought was another store. It was a massive room that had a rainforest
behind glass on one side of the room. I failed to notice I was being watched and went to use the bathroom.
An older gentlemen tried to cut my hair and in my rage I got mad and left.
Once outside the door I realized he was a famous hair designer. I knocked on the door and asked if I could
apologize.
Talking to him, we hit it off. He was kind and caring. We played card games together and watched the little
wooden men fight together. I noticed the rest of the family around me was cruel, mean to each other and
outsiders.
I drove my car around with Southly, looking for a place to chill. Eventually on the freeway, some kids hopped
up from tagging something, hoisting themselves up a bridge and asked if they could be let in. Yep.
They tell me they want to get to "Street" but don't tell me where street is and get more and more mad at me
as I try to ask them or look for a place called "Street". They were dressed like common street thugs.
We stop and they get out, pissed. They call me a loser and leave. I figure out, with Southly's aid, how to get
back to the hotel and go inside. We chill at an arcade for a while before my dad tells me we need to talk.
I hop in his car and we drive on the freeway. He talks of having me over in a month to chill when suddenly
a car stops in front of us. It gets smashed aside by a Cadalack convertible and a cop car shows up behind us.
The thugs from earlier were in the car and they all bolt. My dad steps out of the car and out jumps Old Dirty
Bastard.
The cops get out with their guns drawn, "ODB" shouts "You're on the STREETS!" and shoots at a cop before
and putting a round through my dad's ribs.
Its just a flesh wound and we get to a "Dr.s Here" spot in the hotel. He starts getting treated and I go up to
our floor. Every family member is gathered in a huge heard of tables to eat a massive fieast. On the other
side of the room is the Hair Dresser's family, very big. I go over and talk to him a bit about what happened.
He seems genuinely concerned about my father. I go and tell the rest of my family before hanging out in the
arcade for a bit. A girl comes over and starts talking to me. She's pretty with dark tan skin, small waist and
noticeably perky breasts. I talk to her for a bit before going to go get a beer. One of the other family members
walks over and spills his cup of water on me. I tell him I know that was no accident and that I know he doesn't
like me. He just grins at me.
I sit at our table and chill and eat with family. We start a huge toast of beer to family and to dad to get better.
Everyone from both families get up and start to mingle. All those in the other family are nice to mine but vicious
twords me. I find the hairdresser and ask why. He tells me they are curse. There's a flash of light and I'm surrounded
by them in terrible acts of debauchery, incest. Its a massive orgy but I know not where my family is.
I run to my room, slam the door closed, sigh in relife and turn. There's the hairdress who slowly grows black and
taller. He grows two massive rams horns and spines all down his face. His form warps into that of a beastly black
dragon. He tells me the rest of the family hates me because he's marked me as his own and holds up the old
hair-clipping and I awake with a start...

WTF did I dream?