The funniest dream I ever had was like two months ago. Here, I'll just copy and paste from my blog.
I was walking home from a pharmacy (I was holding a box) and I saw three black teens (two girls one boy), but they were goths. They were black with white makeup. They were mimes at first because they didn't talk, but then my brain decided mimes were boring and then they talked all gothy (I don't remember what they said, but it had something to do with crying and stabbing). Then they threatened to kick the shit out of me, so I started rapping to show them I was cool. I remember one of the lines being "They call me MC 'cause I'm 'Mighty Cool'".
So they started snapping their fingers and jamming. They followed me home while beatboxing or whatever the fuck you call that, and watched my TV while I devised a plan to write rap lyrics on the computer and put secret messages in telling them to go home. I was going to make them sign it like a contract, but my printer didn't work.
Then one of them said to come in here 'cause Sanford and Son was on, and then I woke up.
YOU HAD TO BE THERE.