Well, me and a bunch of other people were wearing bearskins and shark teeth. Not in Indian like fashion, more like the druid from the Diablo 2 Expansion Set. We were a tiny army. Another army, an all girl army, started running toward us from across the yellow field (it was the color of grass after a dog pees on it). Someone in my army through a frisby at them, and they started to retreat. I ran forward, picked up the frisby and threw it at them again, but I missed by a long shot.
Then me and my friend were in line at a sort of food stand in Japan, and I kept bothering my friend, who insisted on getting an egg roll milkshake. I thought that was gross. I couldn't read the menu, so I pointed to what the guy next to me had, and they gave it to me.
Then I woke up.