Last night I had a dream that Mario Lopez was the leader of some really bad gang and he was soliciting girls to join him. The details are hazy to me now, but I remember that I worked at a school and "Slater" convinced one of the girls that she should be truant. So, the girl came to me and is trying to tell me why she won't be in class today and I know that Slater has something to do with it. The dream was really intense. It brought up a lot of anger within me apparently. So, when Slater came in, I tried to protect the girls from his influence and decided to fight him. Punching wasn't working, so I kicked him. Then I hear a yelp, and Dave say: What the heck?
Me (waking up): What?
Dave: Why did you kick me?! Ouch that hurt!
Me: Um, sorry. I was dreaming. (I then proceeded to tell him about protecting the girls from Slater, even though I know I wasn't making much sense. He wasn't impressed.)
Apparently, I got him pretty good in the shin. Take THAT Slater!