Last night I dreamed that I went to a party at Trixie's place. It was a lot like Superman's Fortress of Solitude, so I imagine it was called 'The Great and Powerful Fortress' or something. Anyways, there was something very wrong with Trixie. I can't remember how, but I managed to free her from some evil possession. When I did this, a mask was formed. This mask gave anybody the power to become a hippopotamus at will, upon wearing the mask. As thanks Trixie invited me to live with her and gave me full access to her marina of swag-ass yachts.
After taking one of the yachts to the mainland on a grocery run (it's always milk and bread, always!) I ran into some guy I saw at the party. "You dropped this!", he said, holding up my wallet. "Oh, thanks..." I replied as I received it from him, or so I thought. As I looked down at my hand I realized that he had only handed me my small change. "You didn't expect me to give back ALL of it, did you?" he inquired sarcastically before speeding off in his vehicle. I ran downhill after him, caught up with him, and tore his car in twain with my bear hands.
As he lay there, bleeding from wounds incurred by my forceful dividing of his vehicle, he whined pathetically, "You wouldn't kill a guy over $30, would you!?"
"Of course not!" I said, just before I devoured his soul.