I woke up, with this fabulous scene from my dream still lingering in my eyes and ears. So, there was this serial killer who kept nabbing women with excellent shoes. Well, we thought it was because of the fabulous shoes, but when we (I was a detective) finally tracked him down in the middle of his latest victim, we discovered that he thought he loved these women (in a very psychotic kind of way), and was going to "make love" to them (while they were drugged), but as he was getting there, he discovered the women weren't female eunuchs, and in a frustrated rage, would kill them. As we were bringing him in, before he successfully killed that last girl, of course, the girl who survived asked him (and by the way, the serial killer was Steve Buscemi, and he said this with such arrogance, and as if it were the most common sense thing ever.
Go Steve!):
Girl: Why did you think we were castrated?
Steve!: Cause of Evening Birds (
an evil corporation in the dream).
Girl: You mean UDF. UDF is....a dairy company?
Steve!: Geniuses.
Girl: Dairy as in regarding cows, though, not humans
Steve!: *scoffs* Oh, and now humans are better than cows, huh?
Anyways, that made me wake up laughing.
Go Steve!):