Ma plus grosse angoisse c'est de me faire arrêter par la police en Belgique et ils me disent monsieur sauriez vous mettre les mains en l'air une fois et là je pars en fou rire et ils m'abattent
My boyfriend's sleep-talking has gotten increasingly specific. Last week he sat up, pointed at the wall, and said "the pelican knows what you did" then laid back down. Tonight he goes "babe we need to talk about the strawberries." I'm like "what strawberries" and this man, FULLY ASLEEP, says "don't play dumb, we both know they're planning something." I recorded it and played it for him this morning. He got quiet and then goes "okay this is gonna sound weird but I've been having a recurring dream that we live in a world where strawberries are sentient and plotting a revolution, and I'm the only one who believes it." He's had this dream 30+ times. He has lore. He knows their leader's name (Gregory). He knows their battle strategy. I asked why he never mentioned it and he said "I didn't want you to think I was crazy." TOO LATE, MICHAEL.