so....I'll have to use my brain.
Oh, I had a dream about you, Lar! I dreamed we were going to go out on a date, but it turned out to be chicken-racing. And then, I kept calling your house seeing if you wanted to go see a movie instead, but I kept getting mis-directed to a mental institution... Hannibal says hi. That was the end of that dream. I think it means I need to call you before I go crazy.
I said hi? Mm, man-flesh.... Wooh! Go me! I'm pointless!