Tell me your dreams

I dreamt yesterday that somebody tried to burgle us and peep at my sister while she was in the shower.
All these in the house we used to live in in Ang Mo Kio.

So we killed him.

My brother flung him into the wall adjacent to the refrigerator and my sister held him there. I drove a green bamboo pole through the middle of his rib cage and pinned him to the wall that way. He was still breathing and attacking us, so my mum shot a bullet through his stomach.

When we were sure he was dead, I dialed 995 and calmly told the officer who answered the call that I had just killed someone and the dead person was lying in my kitchen, and asked for him to send someone to come pick it up.

By the way, communist robots dressed in red and purple will soon take over the world.

+ Flisha spoke @ 4:51 pm

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