Ramblings of a mad man...!

My partner was out for the night and I fell asleep on the sofa.
I'd done something wrong, although I don't recall what, I was on a boat of some sorts, maybe even a submarine, all of the doors where the rounded type and the walls and floors were metal studded in design. As I walked up a flight of stairs, I noticed a room in front of me with the door open, inside I could see a girl getting ready, she was naked though she made no attempt to cover herself and was completely at ease with her nakedness. As she began talking to me, a guy I hadn't noticed lying on the bed made himself known and it was apparent that he did take offence at her nakedness, what with me being there and all, an argument ensued. At some point during the argument, Martin Ribey, Bri Newby and a group of younger lads from around town came along and took hold of me, apparently I was to be punished for what I'd done - even though I still didn't know what - and they proceeded to hold me down. They put me in a seated position on the floor with one of them holding my arms behind my back from behind. Martin had gone off to gain more evidence and proof of what I'd done and we sat there and waited. By the time he returned, the rest of the group were getting impatient and wanted to give me a kicking. One of the younger lads was getting in my face and preparing to hit me, I was still being restrained and so I said "You're not even going to let me fight like a man then.?" There were like 6 - 8 of them in total, so I guess they figured I had no chance and decided to let me fight. As I was released and stood up, I grabbed the angry lads hair and started to kick him in the face, I had steelies on and so it wasn't pretty, seeing this Martin made a move towards me and so I kicked him in the balls, he doubled over, as he did so I grabbed his hair also and then started to smash both of their faces of each others. Seeing this feat of amazing self defence, the rest of the group turned their tails and beat a swift retreat. I let go of the younger lad as I knew Martin was the one I needed to worry about. We continued to fight until I had him on the floor and was sat on his chest. At this point, he turned into a praying mantis - I know right - and so I started to punch him in one of his eyes until it exploded at which point my partner returned home and woke me.

We had a cup of tea and a fag, then went to bed around 4.30, she got in at around 3am and so I figured an attempt at WBTB wouldn't be a bad idea apart from the fact I'd interacted with her quite a bit, although I was still tired and sleepy, anyhoo, I dreamt about Diesel and Dutchess, I was out walking with them and we went to the shops. For some reason there were a lot of people there from a circus and all had different animals with them, there was a guy with tigers, I saw a rhino and an elephant, the types you'd expect to see, Dutchess was in her element and all of a sudden she ran off barking after a stoat. It jumped into the water and Dutchess wont go in deep water, at this point I noticed a man swimming with dolphins and I knew that if I slapped the water or knocked on the bank, they might come over to me, so I started to slap the water, it felt awkward and so I began knocking on the bank instead, as I'd thought, one of the dolphins came over, the weirdest thing is, it was like I was blind and I couldn't see the dolphin, no matter how I tried, I could feel the texture of it's skin and even felt it's tongue, but try as I might, I couldn't see it. I tied the dogs up with a kindly old man who said he's be happy to watch them for me and I went into the shops. I woke up proper at 8am.