Robot Chicken//Whipped Cream

I was a blond girl – a naked plastic Robot Chicken puppet with a plastic yellow ponytail. I was in the woods with another naked, male, Robot Chicken puppet that had dark brown hair. I was holding a broom stick handle and looking at him. I hit him across the face with it. He got turned on by it and started hitting me back. Suddenly, I was watching this as if I were watching Robot Chicken. They kept hitting each other in the bushes and saying things like “Oh yeah, you like that?” etc., and then whipped cream simultaneously exploded from their Barbie-like crotch areas... Then they took out low-fi fake looking cardboard cameras and started taking pictures to keep for later.

Why Did You Give Me This? It Needs To Go To The Vet!

I walked out of my bedroom into the staircase room. Chris was in there holding a large paper bag and explained that it was a gift for me. He also said that it was something he found outside. I opened it and dumped out a little kitten that was extremely sick. It had patches of fur missing and looked like it would have to be put to sleep. I said: “Why did you give me this? It needs to go to the vet!” I put it down and it started wandering around the apartment. I was afraid of getting a disease.

*I think I had this dream because I have been thinking of bringing my cat, Fed Ex, to NYC... (which is now going to happen!)