Dream Foo

So, last night I dreamt that me and a couple other people had somehow got sucked in an alternate world where a plague had wiped out most of the population and it was a post-apocalyptic world where technology and stuff no longer really worked and nobody knew how to get it started again. We were in the domain of a sort of warlord type who kept a close watch on us because we made the mistake of explaining where we were from. He managed to get encyclopedias to force us to help him rebuild technology (I guess these people could no longer read... he could read a little, enough to know which encyclopedias he needed to give us, but not enough to translate them into useable stuff). We'd managed (somehow) to figure out a way to reverse the process and get back, but we needed some stuff and to get around the guards so we started hinting that with different encyclopedias we could build more stuff, with the intention that we'd use other articles to help us... for example, we told them we wanted the G section so we could work on guns and gunpowder, but really use it to look up gasses so we could make some sleeping gas that would affect them while we got what we needed to get to go home, and told him to get E for entertainment, when we really wanted Explosives so we could find a way to blast our way into the vault and get the pieces of remnant technology we needed.

Was a rather fun dream, actually.

What the?

Could somebody please explain to me what eating mentos has to do with sheep riding around on lawnmowers chasing dogs?
Are they trying to say if you eat mentos this will happen? Or you'll hallucinate this happening? Or that if you 'save your mouth for mentos' instead of kissing sheep, they'll have to find other ways to amuse themselves, like learning hos to ride around on lawnmowers?
What the?

Oh yeah

I am officially now skipping my first class of the year.

Heh

I apparently have a fan.

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