I had a dream…..no, rather I should call it a premonition, of a wondrous creature.
This beast was constructed entirely of trash, and possessed a demeanor most amiable. However, its composition was not its most extraordinary feature, for when placed atop a mountain of garbage, its nose went a-twitchin’ and its tail went a-waggin’. Within minutes, it had unearthed a vast store of treasure from within the refuse, a fortune of jewels and holofoil Charizards and what have you. That’s when it struck me—this creature was blessed with the ability to detect treasure within trash! From filth, it could produce fortune! People around me praised the creature, and began to chant its name in a song of reverence. And its name was…
(this is the best thing to come out of my dreams since I dreamt about Shaq screaming in a junkyard about a Mr. Potato Head movie)