#fedidreams

Time for a #fedidreams after the weirdness of last night. I dreamed that I was attending an emergency church meeting to deal with the fact that after a sudden flash, every single bible in the entire world had been updated with a new page. The page was an angry rant from God, complaining that heaven had run out of meth, and telling humanity they'd better send God some more drugs or "I'm going to do a flood or something; you guys had better not think I forgot how!" The church meeting eventually settled on the solution: writing a new hymn with the chorus "God loves the gift of meth. clap clap clap". The questions from the eighty-year-old church ladies about how to buy meth for God were deferred to another meeting to give the board of elders time to investigate.