So I'm in this dream talking to a DC. Don't remember much of the early part of the dream.

I hear another voice, look down, and discover we've been interrupted by a rock.

I said "this is a dream"

The DC replied "no it's not."

"yes it is!"

"How do you know?", replied the rock.

"Because rocks can't talk."

"They can if they're alive", said the DC.

They both started singing "A rock can't talk of course unless of course the rock is the amazing Mr. Rock." (sung to the tune of "The Amazing Mr. Ed" for those too young to remember a time before HD - or color)

I knew where this was going, so I picked the rock up and smashed in the DC's head. He died and then I hear "ahhh, man, why'd you do that? Now I've been reincarnated as a rock"

Then both the rock and the... rock... started singing "A rock can't talk of course unless of course the rock is the amazing Mr. Starseed".

So I jumped into the air and started flying away. I look over and the two rocks are following, while singing, and MATING in midair.

I created my .50BMG and shot the rocks. Now there's a thousand pebbles mating and creating more pebbles - all singing. I look down and there are pebbles grazing on the grass everywhere.

I landed in town not far from my house, and the boulders that line the streets are singing backup in tenor and bass.

I flew back to my house, went in and closed the door. By this point, I was afraid that if I lost lucidity, this would end-up even more of a nightmare.

So I walk into my entry-way, and a set of lips appears in the middle of my spanish tile and says, in Spanish, "what did you expect trying to reason with a rock? Try the tile. We're smarter."

My Corinthian countertop shouts, in a horrible greek accent "Don't believe it! It's a trick!"

I said 'screw it' and woke myself up.

I've really gotta stop coming here late at night...