This morning I woke up from a dream that started off with a beached killer whale interrupting our lovely day at the shore. Next, a flurry of huge waves start hitting the beach and my group of friends and I need to take cover in this old castle. Once we are down there we realize that these waves/crazy storm is being controlled by a Wiccan cult that is circling the castle.
And then Camille Grammer, in a Little Bo Peep costume, serenades us to a bittersweet death.
Let me repeat that: Camille Grammer, in a Little.Bo.Peep.Costume., serenades us to DEATH.