This is what you get for listening to Marilyn Manson before Bed...

My dream just started out as this weird VH1 show called "Vanilla Ice in the 80's" which showed vanilla ice with an afro (??) wich somehow developed into Marilyn Manson in a white suit and tophat betting on women's wrestling. At that point, when the wrestling was over, it went to a scinario where marilyn (and some fat guy) were stashing the money they won in a gas tank uner some building (what idiots) when the police came.

Fortunately, both marilyn and his comrade had flamethrowers (WHAT?!). When Marilyn said
"Take one step closer and I'll torch the place!" He musta've been drinking somthing.
"Idiot! If you turn that thing on, everything but the floor will explode!!" (what sense does that make?) came the police's response. They ran. And then they appeared to be in what looked like my old school gym. They ran out as the police were in hot pursuit (dah DAH!!) and then marilyn (who in my dream is in lOVE with his cheesy jokes said)
"Your house is the whore house!"
to wich the policeman suddenlt appeared at the door (and as marilyn is about to exit to the parking lot) says
"Hey! Gun's & Roses!" Marilyn got out to his car just in time to jump in the front and hide his face in his girlfriends lap and yell at the fat guy,
"GO!" That's when I realized I had rolled on my side. Excrutiating pain!!