Brainy Vapours

There is a chance that I am pregnant, so my Mom brings out a bunch of tests for me to take. I look at the tests and I'm a bit doubtful, because the tests are so old looking. I take one and it's negative, but I really question it's effectiveness after I notice it expired in 1966. I look at the other ones, and notice another one expired in the 80s. I point this out to my Mom and she looks frustrated. I guess she decides to take me to a doctor or something because we're in the car and driving down a very familiar highway past an old building I used to always look at as a child.

As we are zooming past, I see someone I think my Mom knows, hitchhiking along the side of the road. He is dressed kind of funny, but I couldn't get a close enough look. I tell my Mom to maybe stop and go back, as her friend was looking for a ride. She looks surprised and says she didn't see anyone. We go back and pick him up, and it turns out to be Jack Sparrow from the Pirates of The Caribbean. He is very grateful for the lift, and starts spreading out all different forms of illegal drugs in front of me to pick from in a form of payment for the ride. I explain to him that I can't take any because of the possible pregnancy and the dream ends with him looking at me rather confused.