Gregory's Scribbles

I had bad dreams last night. These kids were being held captive and I assumed were being molested, and I was trying with the help of a few ladies to infiltrate the scene and rescue the kids.

At one point I was with my cousin and she was being told to get into a bathing suit by this old creepy man, and when I had the opportunity, I grabbed a ten pound sack of potatoes and kept beating the man over the head with the bag of potatoes until he was dead. After I beat him into the ground, I woke up sweating.

Freaky!