In this crazy dream, I was on the second floor of a two-story seedy motel, running from the mob. Apparently I was supposed to protect somebody from a mob hit in one of the motel rooms. I ran down the stairs as a mobster was chasing after me. I was then on my belly in the parking lot, next to a large water fountain, trying to hide from Joe Pesci. He was on his cell phone and walking slowly around the fountain, talking to someone about killing me.
I kept sliding around the fountain on my belly, trying to keep him from seeing me. Then I slowly slid all the way down the parking lot and was completely out of his sight. I then found myself on the second floor again looking down at Joe Pesci who was taking a dump in the parking lot. I struck a match and flung it on his poo and he caught on fire and died.
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