Wolverine party

Date: 8/17/2019

By Aler

This was a tiny fragment of a much longer dream, but worth sharing: I was at s party, and Wolverine showed up. He wore a sad cartoon hound mask, and no one wanted to see him. He was a downer. Then the real Wolverine arrived. The first Wolverine was a younger clone. The real Wolverine pinched the bad version so hard he exploded. Then Wolverine met a man with one giant arm and one tiny arm. The mismatched man kept taunting Wolverine to punch him. He did so, hitting him so hard that muscles from the big arm got pushed into the little arm, making him symmetrical again. Wolverine is cool, that’s the secret meaning of my dream. No psychoanalysis required!