I have them.
Last night’s dream was one where I had this ray gun. And if I shot someone with the ray gun they would immediately start dancing like the zombies in Michael Jackson’s Thriller. So, I did what any reasonable person would do given such awesome power and responsibility. I drove around The City (My The City) shooting everyone I saw with it. I drove home with everyone in town dancing after me while I wondered if it was permanent or not.
Last time I have Taco Bell for dinner, no matter how much the kids beg.