Whoaaaaaaaa.
I just woke up. It's 4:11. I gotta write this down before it fades completely and I fall back asleep.
Had another dream, following the same cartoon baby character.
This time he had just popped out of the obese baby-eating-lady's belly and was roaming around, happy.
Turned the wrong street corner and was picked up by a local druglord. The guy brought him back to his headquarters and had a surgery performed on him. Put a bunch of bags of drugs in him, then planned on smuggling him over the boarder into another country.
Smithy was put in a car with a drug runner and was in the process of being smuggled over the border when he escaped. I think he may have killed the drugrunner and ended up driving the car for a short period. Then he got out and set out on a quest for vengeance against the leaders of the drug ring.
This means something. This is important.
And now, I'm off to sleep. G'night tigsource!