I am strange...

Evidently Friday night was psychadelic dream night. This is what my strange and twisted subconscious came up with.

Dream 1: Was in Amsterdam and for some reason decided to purchase a humongous amount of pot (yeah, that's so like me). Got it packed in those little sandwich bags with those press together fasteners. Anyway, cue one of those instantaneous location switches you get in dreams and I was in Marks and Spencers with my mother in the changing rooms trying on some clothes still carrying my large quantities of pot and the bags began to leak as we were walking out of the shop and my mother was hissing, "you're trailing cannabis behind you! Walk faster!"

I'm sure there was another one but I've gone and forgotten it.