..flipper flashbacks and juicy tropical goodness. *snort*

So I had this dream, right. (As you do.)

And there was nice clear blue water and a sort of coastal town built on the water like a tudor-hawaiian version of Venice or something.

And there were dolphins. Oh, yes, there were dolphins. At the water's edge. Making lots of frantic random dolphin noises at us - "What's that, Lassie? What's that, girl? Oh my god! Timmy's stuck down the well? Is that it? Timmy's stuck in the well! Aaaaaaaah!!!"

Next thing we know, BWOMPHHHHH! Tidal wave. But just, y'know, little ones. The kind surfers like to get at the beach. Just enough to get the streets wet.

Well, dolphins, that was a bit of an anticlimax.

But the dolphins are still going cuckoo. Huh. Here comes another wave, bigger and.. wavier.. and with dolphins in it.. kind of like those plastic bugs people put in fake ice cubes to freak you out. And it sweeps people off their feet and along the streets..

..and I broke an inn's kitchen seaview window with my ass.

Thanks, dolphins.