Sacred Haven of Debauchery

I had a dream that two crows flew into our apartment, and I tried to chase them away with a stick, but I couldn't. So I called my brother, who somehow got a shotgun and started shooting at them. In the end, one died (almost), it was missing a leg, and the other was just injured. Then we threw them off the balcony. Heh.

And there were many other things in the dream, but I don't remember them well.

P.S. Lizarde, yeah) Maybe we can chat on Quip?