The most bizarre dream

[Tobias]

I still remember when I was a kid, like 9 or 10, I had this recurring dream. It was all in a yellowish tone, like an oldtimey photograph. My mother was a damsel in distress and being attacked by ninjas. Luckily I pulled a pair of nunchaku from a flower pot and kicked liberal ass. The epic battle took place in a wierd place that was sort of a fusion of my old trailer(which i lived in at the time) and my grandmother's house.