Mezzanine

I don't remember a whole lot since this happened on Friday night, but here goes.

I was at a house and I don't even know if my friend Heather is there or not. I walk out of the house and into the driveway and her ex-husband is there in a tan colored Bronco. I had the feeling like this was a bad thing. I see that he has one of their four kids in the car. He starts backing out of the driveway and try to stop him because I feel like he's kidnapping his kid. I jump on the hood of the car and he starts driving like a madman to get me off of the car.

We're on a highway and then we pull off into another neighborhood. Finally he stops and the police pick him up. Suddenly I think I'm a police officer. I have him in custody and as part of the booking process we need to take pictures of his penis. I guess it's the new standard procedure. I remember saying/thinking that because he's such an asshole we have to ensure that the pictures are taken while he does not have an erection to ensure that his penis looks as small as possible.