Oh boy, these dreams. Better than going to the movies, I tell ya. Shit, maybe I should write a script for what I'm seeing in this brain of mine and make millions off the movie.
Latest installment: I'm on a planet named Xandar. Lots of weird ass people on this place - I'm gonna call them aliens because they ain't all normal looking. Then again, I'm a furball with a big ass gun on my back so who am I to judge? Anyway the big tree? Groot? Yeah, he's drinking out of a water fountain like it ain't no thing. It's just something that people do, except it ain't because no one else is doing it.
Then I find a big bounty. Lots of credits (because that's what people use). And then it ends before it repeats from the beginning. So let me tell ya feeling the torture of being experimented on (again) ain't good. My back literally hurts from it.
[Private to Peter Quill] Don't take this the wrong way, but you were in my dream. You were the bounty that me and Groot found. Hilarious.