Two guys who are hot for your snatchers

So I guess I've been seeing too many damn commercials for that Invasion movie, because I had a very unteresting Body Snatcher-esque dream today.



Here's what I remember. It was during the Invasion, and a group of rag tag human resistance rebels (Honestly, is that what we'd be in that situation? Hmmmm....) are running from the angry mob. They trap us in a basement, amd I guess they have a hard time deciding to be invasiony or zombie-y, because they start clawing at the door trying to get at us. Whether they're invasiony or zombie-y, however, they're very ineffective, because they give up after I block the door with a chair and sit down (If this is some Invasiony fat joke, fuck off Invaders!)



So just who is humanity's last hope? Well let's introduce you to our cast of characters. Me, my mother, my niece, and, in one of those random things you can only expect from a MickeyTGardener brand© dream, John and John from They Might Be Giants (Huh. Guess if you're gonna spend the rest of your days awake and running, you'd want musical accompanyment).


We plot our daring escape (Into where exactly?). There's a window at the top of the basement but it's locked. We don't want to smash it open, that'll alert the Invaders (Though honestly, it appears they're too busy being pussies, but whatever). So we devise a plan that would make MacGuyver proud. We make a homemade bomb using common household goods. We float it up to the window with a homemade balloon and it explodes and opens the window somehow. We make our daring escape (Or do we? If you ask me, the Johns are double agents wanting to eat our brains or give us zucchini or something). I woke up after that.



You know, this brings up an interesting question for me: What would I do in case of invasion? Would I run or accept my fate? On the one hand, it would be easy for me to stay awake, due to my lifelong insomnia and my allergy to codiene (Once responsible for me staying up 53 hours straight), so I'd have that going for me, but on the other hand, my life's in the shitter. I welcome our friends from beyond. You want my trainwreck of a life, you can have it. Good luck!