James Franco and his annoying midget friend R.I.P.

I once had a dream that James Franco gave me a weird drug and I swung from an Eiffel Tower-like building swinging, like spider-man, from there to The Great Mall in a weird attempt to escape The Great Mall. After about 5 times trying and failing I gave up. I walked inside the mall and after a bit of walking I see my friend Justin sitting outside looking horrible and for some reason he was with out pants. I looked at him in shock. I then looked down to discover I had no pants and he was now wearing my pants! I ran inside and stole a pair of jeans and ran outside to try to call my mom to drive me home. But there was no service! I was screwed and to make matters worse, one of James Franco's friend (who so happened to be a midget) came up to me demanding drugs that I did not have. I look at him confused "I'm sorry," I say, "I don't have the drugs you're looking for." The midget now looks angry, "Come on! I know you have some!!" He exclaims. His accusations anger me, I don't what comes over me but I yell "I DON"T HAVE THE DRUGS!" And I kick him, I don'y intend to hurt him, merely get him away from me for he was all up in my personal bubble. But the next thing I know his head explodes!!! I freak out and start running. I get to other side of the mall at this point everyone knows what I did. I'm terrified. I wake up startled and immediate analyze what had just happened.