When my brother was little he used to have the same dream loads. He was at my nanny's house colouring whilst my nanny was ironing, when aliens came along. The aliens had little guns with them so they shot my nanny. My brother ran into the kitchen and hid in a cupboard when the aliens came past, at the back a alien was holding a piece of rope with my nanny tied to it.
How weird is that dream now when my brother and I talk about it we can't stop laughing.
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