Last night I dreamt I witnessed a crime.
As I watched, two men came into a busy auto-body shop and stole two custom-made bicycles. Everyone was too busy to notice except me. I didn't try to stop them, I just watched them speed off and said, “Hey, those two guys just stole the Ghostbuster bicycles.”, and we called the police.
I described the bikes to the police over the phone and eventually they came around bringing a bike into the shop.
They were smiling and happy, they were not able to get back both yet they explained, but they had managed to find one of them at least.
I was livid.
They had brought just a plain looking bmx. I asked them, “Did you not hear what I said? I told you, they were two 'Ghostbuster' bikes! This is a small, gray and silver bmx. The bikes that were stolen were black, and had the words Ghostbusters painted in red lettering on the frame as well as the Ghostbusters' symbol decal-ed all over them. Also, they were twice as long as a regular bike.”
The police officers looked disappointed, and said, “But isn't this one of the bikes IN Ghostbusters?”
I became enraged.
“This is from E.T.! Get the hell out of here!”
The summer heat is getting to me...