there were tornadoes. we were in a van on the highway. we stopped to look at some weird thing that this guy had. he was an actor that was never very good, but was known for his big shiteating grin. don't remember his name, though. then we went on. we'd been kidnapped or something. we got to this weird warehouse-like area. storage units, but not the typical kind. really run down. looked like crackhouses sort of. they put us in their room thing, and then we killed them. then some other people showed up, and we killed them, too. at some point, one of the girls asked how many bodies that was. i told her five.

there was a gurney-like thing in there. that was what we were going to use to make our escape. we were going to lay on it. some of us laying on the bottom bit, some on the top bit. one person holding on and running. we broke out of the storage unit thing, and other people were staring at us. we busted through this door of another place, and proceeded to plummet down this weird shaft. it was dark, and it was like some sort of central waste thing that a bunch of apartments were around. we were falling down towards a river. we could see inside people's apartments and what they were doing. there was a rave in one that was actually a big warehouse place. in one, there were some guys talking about peas and corn. then one of them had to leave, used a rope to swing across the weird shaft we were falling through. that's how he got to his apartment. somehow, nobody saw us.

we landed in the water, and got out safely. at some point, we were hiding out somewhere and were wearing weird, shiny silver outfits. we started singing something similar to this "don't forget about the bip bip beebop!"

and that's pretty much all i remember.