I was wrestling a lion on Albert Road in Farnworth. I had it round the neck, and was somehow keeping it subdued, but I needed help. Unfortunately, cars kept driving by and ignoring me. I knew I couldn't hold on much longer, so I was shouting for someone to come to my aid. Nothing.
What's wrong with people? You'd have thought they'd have stopped to take a picture at the very least.
I'll be dreaming elsewhere from now on
Not sure what it all means. It has to mean something.