I have been having the weirest dreams lately!

Last night I dreamed that I was a restaurant owner and a local thug was demanding protection money. I had refused, and he came back carrying a claw hammer threatening to break my knee caps or worse if I didn't pay up. He was so confident that I was terrified of him that he handed me the hammer while he combed his greasy hair. I looked at the hammer and then at him, then caved in his skull with it. For good measure I used the claw to scramble his brains up just to be sure...I remember feeling particularly proud of that point as I described it at my trial. The jury found me not guilty by reason of self defense.