I had a (fu) dream

Last night I had a dream that I was part of come criminal activity that required a group of ten or so innocent people to be held hostage until the crime could take place. Me and some other guy gave them all injections that made them really small, like the size of a banana. We thought this would make things easier but we soon realized we could lose them and I had the bright idea to use one of my ferret cages. So we did. But the next day there was shit everywhere and they looked terrible and it occurred to me that we hadn’t given them food or water and that I had to clean up after them and devise some sort of potty system. And I didn’t want to give them a litter box and degrade them but I didn’t have time to invent a tiny sanitation system, so I put little cups of water in the cage that I planned on dumping as needed. I tore tiny pieces of toilet paper, and gave them food and water. They could see I wasn’t a bad person and sort of liked me.

Lots of other shit happened, like they turned into rats with human heads, and eventually tried to escape but were caught, and finally got huge when the injection wore off days later, and went home.

I’m only blogging about it because I can’t stop thinking about how exciting it would be to have pet humans in a cage. I know this is fucked up on so many levels, and I don’t mean I want them so I can imprison a free man. I really just want to be forced to make tiny everythings for them.

It just dawned on me that there is a name for this sort of thing–building dollhouses.

(Why brain, why?)