I f'uck to get the need out of Southperry

So I had this weird dream this morning. I had a dream where I was with a couple of weirdos, one with a cloak, and another one, talking about hitting stuff. Then the f'ucking guy on a cloak comes and strangles me to death, but I get back to life somehow. THAT WAS SOME WEIRD S'HIT. Then, I found myself seeing how they watch a movie about exploding cars.

Convinging myself that they are terrorists, I jump on my paws to stop them.

Then, I wake up. I'm in the middle of a seriously looking meeting room wearing only my underwear and barking like an idiot. Next to me, I buried a hole in the table I was standing and dropped the telephone receiver. Then, I marked the territory with my urine.

The weird terrorists... My resurection... The meeting room... What does it all mean?