After I woke up, I just HAD to write it down: I dreamed that I had to go to my school on a Saturday to take a test, and there was something about that test that I didn't know, so I had to call someone. But I didnt know anyone in my class, but for some reason, I knew one of the Cosby kids. He had taken that class, so I called him, but he wasn't able to help me. He then asked me if we had any kids running around in our yard, and he said that they would buy them off of us if we had any because they like to use them to make furniture. (like grinding them up and using their body parts, not like using them for manual labor) While he said this, images of wood framed guest chairs with green cushions rolling off an assembly line was shown before my eyes. This story was so strange that I then began to tell this story to my mom, dad, and brother, but the whole time they were inturrupting me in the most annoying ways: Me: I knew one of the cosby kids-- Brother: cosby kids? you don't know any of the cosby kids Me: he asked if we had any kids Dad: kids? what? Me: in our yard-- Mom: we don't have any kids in our yard. Grandma might have some guitar strings in her yard, you need to check next time you are over there After this long ordeal, I was an hour late for my test so I missed it, so I thought I would drive to school, stay for an hour, and drive back so that my parents would think that I took it. After that my alarm went off. TOP THAT!