I just woke up from a dream where a man was being harassed and kidnapped by a gang of street youths, they dressed him up as a policeman and made him get the bus to an off license to buy them booze. Then I saw the whole thing again from their point of view and it turned out that they were all people I went to school with who were afflicted with a condition where they all regularly turned into different animals and needed the alcohol to help them stay in the same form long enough to get some help from a doctor.
I was in my front room monitoring their condition on my laptop with Shirley, the ropey old alcoholic slag from Eastenders and she was making a very impassioned and emotional speech about how it wasn't their fault that they were constantly changing form because that's what happened to her (figuratively speaking) when she went out on the piss, what with being an alcoholic and everything. I can't remember any specifics from the speech but she related it to the incredible hulk a lot.
it was very moving and we all cried, then I went out to the pub.
