Don’t you be messing with my sister, Witch

I dreamed that I went all ninja on a sorceress’s ass when she tried to put a bad boyfriend spell on my sister.  We were fighting over the spell (me and the sorceress, not me and my sister) when an old dude in a pickup pulled up and told us to go to the beach.  So we left the old Victorian house we were at and suddenly we were walking through the sand amidst sea turtles and stingrays and dolphins and crocodiles and these weird prehistoric Nessie-looking creatures that had small teeth and might or might not have been friendly, so I didn’t get too close.  When the croc grinned at me, though, I called it quits on the dream and woke up.

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