D:

 I had a nightmare that I was marrying Jones and I had 6 legs but 4 of them were just little midget legs stuck to the ankles of my real legs.  I was wearing a Flamenco dress and I kept saying  "Goddamn it, this is exactly what I don’t want to wear to my wedding, someone get me a tuxedo." .  And my mum was there and she asked "Are you marrying Jones?" and I was like "Goddamn no!"  and she said "Oh, that’s a relief" and then I lectured her for a long time about how I’m not going to marry anyone ever.  Then we went to my wedding in a church and it was themed to be like Sister Act, especially the music.   And the house we lived in was so infested with insects, there were moths and maggots pouring out of door handles and all the fridges were old antique ice boxes that don’t even use electricity and they were filled with insects too.  And my brothers were upstairs playing Commander Keen on N64 (?!) and they wouldn’t let me have a go.

I’m still traumatised by it.  Hold me.