Last night, i had the funniest dream. Im going to a wedding at Henrys Supermarket, which means my dad is getting really drunk and I get to leave the party alone as i please. So i walk across the street to Churchs Chicken and my dads there somehow (you know how dreams are) and hes eating fish sticks and says, "you need me to buy you food?" So im like, yeah and i walk up to the register and ask for a chicken leg and beans. Now personally, in real life , Im deadly afraid of fast food meat so, i dont know what i was thinking. Anyways the cashier lady says, " Well our chef just died so, we can cook up his femur for you and just serve you that?" And for some reason, i though that was the most delicious appealing thing on earth. So i tell her, hell yeah, and she hands me this gigantic "chicken leg" and its really a femur. Anyways i end up eating it and feeling really scared and guilty afterwards and i run outside to hide the evidence in a dumpster in fear the cops are gonna grab me for murder. Next thing I know i see this girl from my old school and she tells me to kiss her goodbye, and insists that its on the lips. i do it and then we start cracking up. Ha . Im not a lesbian or anything and this girl was just a former acquaintance , but point is, what a strange and lovely dream. I never really looked into interpretation or symbolism in dreams but if someone figured that out for me, thatd be awesome. Otherwise, its nice to just type this **** out for fun.