Drew Burden

So lately, I’ve started having some crazy dreams. Either that, or I suddenly started remembering them. A couple of friends and I went to some restaurant to eat, we ate our food, and one of my friends pretended to break her legs so she’d get her food for free or something. I paid for the food and the server wanted me to sign this thing saying I wouldn’t sue the restaurant, which was pointless… but anyway, she left to get my receipt and that’s where it just started going downhill. I heard another server tell a table full of rednecks that the restaurant couldn’t serve them because one of them had been caught speeding 250 mph over the speed limit. The guy got up and started fighting with the server, and his small child came over to them. He immediately stopped fighting the server and basically started beating the crap out of his kid. When everyone pulled out their cell phone to call 911, he pulled a gun out of his pocket and started shooting people. I managed to say “OSHI-” before stopping myself and then the guy decided to just start shooting at me no matter where I was. Then I woke up…