The night of December 26th, 2007

I'm walking to my room at the Kahlua Beach House. When I get there I see that the door is wide open. I rush in, worried that the cats might have escaped. They haven't. They are both in the room, but I can also see someone in the nearby bathtub. For a moment I am frightened, until I notice that it is only Howie Mandell fixing the drain. I try to close the door, but it sticks a bit. I have to give it a nudge with my shoulder to completely shut it. ~ I am standing outside the room at the Kahlua a room. Lisa from work is with me. She is talking about some kind of doctor's appointment, asking me if I want to come. She tells me that she needs to get her "vagina checked" which disgusts me because she weighs 300 pounds. I politely decline her offer, and start walking away. ~ I'm seeing some kind of movie blooper. An angry woman is berating an actor for his appearance. "I'll need to have the art team paint a crown over your Clinton-esque slope," she says and then begins to walk past him towards a door. The prop gun that the actor was holding goes off, scaring everyone for a moment. Afterwards, everyone laughs in relief. ~ I am in the fish hatchery at Colorado Gators. The walls are lined with hand built white wooden walkways. There are several levels of these disconnected, randomly placed walkways. They don't seem to have a purpose. Suddenly Mooney appears from the left, flying through the air on an ATV. He is doing a perfect back flip between two of the walkways, narrowly avoiding hitting the ceiling in the narrow space. Suddenly, he is performing more aerial acrobatics...this time going towards the left. As he reaches the end of the walkway, the weight of the ATV sends it crashing through to the floor. I can hear his mom yelling at him, as several other people begin driving around on the walkways. Most of them are younger children. Eventually Mooney decides to try again. This time he does another back flip that ends in a complete wipeout. ~ "I'll need to have the art team paint a crown over your Clinton-esque slope," says the woman before walking past the actor. The automatic weapon in his hand begins to fire dozens of rounds. She gets peppered with bullets, but they do not make any holes. Instead they simply create little black circles like slugs in a bulletproof vest. She falls against the doorframe, seemingly dead. Suddenly, her eyes open, and she pulls out a handgun. She begins to laugh and everyone else joins her. ~ I am in the bathroom at the Kahlua, cleaning myself up. I look outside, and see a beautiful girl on the bed. She is performing oral sex on a large purple dildo. When I am done in the bathroom, I go to shut the front door before joining her. It is stuck, though. I push hard on the door, but it won't shut far enough to lock. I keep pushing, harder and harder, and eventually the center part of the door begins to bend. While the top and bottom parts of the door refuse to budge, I eventually bend the door enough to lock it. When I am done with it, the door is significantly bowed outward. The girl informs me that there is an Indian guy on the patio watching us, so I close the blinds. ~ I am at the Gator Farm. Mooney is in a wheelchair. I try to shake his hand, but he doesn't seem to understand what's going on. As I'm leaving, I hear Mooney's sister and her friends, following me. I turn around and see that they are all completely drunk. They are also all bending over, fully clothed, mooning me, while shouting insults and slapping their asses. I look away for a moment, and when I turn back, they have all been replaced by white pixilated squares. The black text at the bottom of each square reads, "THIS HOUSEHOLD HAS CHOSEN TO LIMIT VIEWING OF THIS MATERIAL." ~ That is all.