bimmerdreamer

Clarity: 6/10
Lucidity: 1/10
Control: 1/10

Woke at 6:40AM.

For some reason, I am in prison with two friends (A&B). There are books everywhere and I intend on doing a lot of reading, however we need to get ready for an event that night. Everyone is in the bathroom showering and getting ready. It is a co-ed bathroom/shower, so you must leave your clothes one while showering, which is what everyone was doing. To be honest, this is the way I prefer it because the place is filthy.

It is a Sunday. The event was canceled on Friday and moved to Sunday, yet we still don't know what it is. On the way there, we see a lot of Garfield books laying around, which friend A goes nuts over. When we finally get there, it turns out that the jail is taking all of the inmates to see a women's MMA championship. The incumbent champion is wearing purple leopard-print spandex.

...something happens, and I am outside with a bunch of other male inmates. We are doing military training exercises and team-building exercises. Despite the fact that the sergeant never demanded it, one of the inmates decides we all need to go on an impromptu run. During this run, two of us break away from the pack (we'll call him C) because there is a girl-fight, and during this fight one of the girls loses her pet kitten. C picks up her kitten and throws it to me like a football, with a string attached. He then proceeds to beg me not to turn it into any more than 50 kittens, because we are only allowed to keep 50 kittens per person in prison.

In an attempt to turn the kitten into 150 kittens, I throw it at the girl who owns it, and unfortunately miss. C still has the other end of the string in his hand, so he pulls the kitten to him.

At this point I woke up, and was very confused...