She had a dream... About a yellow smart car.

Forms of communication have broken down. We have resorted to mime... Which is fun if you like charades. I like charades. 

A story based on a dream. Ethel's dream (Names have been changed to protect the not so innocent): 

Once upon a time Ethel had a dream. She dreamt that she was driving around in her yellow smart car blasting her music without a care in the world. She pulled up in front of a club and entered. Alas, Hector was there, he had come to his senses. "I'm a dickhead" he exclaimed. Well I know you are replied Ethel. They danced and lived happily ever after.... 

Another piece of advice. Flashing blue lights and eyes are not a good combination. One of my oh-so-charming housemates decided it would be a good idea to temporarily blind me. Interesting but not entirely true fact (however if it isn't entirely true it isn't ACTUALLY a fact - dickhead Stacey); apparently if you mix sunny delight with vodka it will make the drinker go blind for 15 minutes. I think this is rather hilarious and would make an exciting anecdote if carried out. Essentially I think that this would be fun due to it being just enough time to scare you but not so much that it would mentally damage you. Go have fun.

Holly has taken the role of cheese DJ. Good for you Holly. You go Holly. 

Make cheese not war.