Me, My Crush, and Elvis ~Ice Demon~

My and my crush are both in my living room and I'm shutting the blinds. I notice a fat Elvis outside my window spying on me and I start yelling how I hate Elvis. He freaks out and start telling how great and wonderful Elvis is and how much he loves him. I start apologising and telling that I like Elvis but that I'm more of a Beatles fan myself. I start telling about all the Beatles posters in my room then I just fall asleep. He carries me to my room and when I wake up again it's morning. I start talking about my friend Jessica and I go to call her up. Her seceratary picks up and tells me that she's on vacation. I get worried and I leave to go find her and that's all I can remember.

After I had this dream I was curious about who my crush liked better; Elvis or The Beatles and wouldn't you know it, he likes Elvis.

It was strange.