If I kill the Lion, does that make ME the Lion King?
I had a dream last night that I was thrown, with a bunch of other unsuspecting females, into some sort of survival of the fittest game. It had been a pretty harrowing day when they brought out the wild animals. And informed us that we would have to kill or be killed. The girl next to me said she would just rather let the animals kill her and get it over with. I could see her point. But more than that, I didn't want to get eaten by a lion. So I picked up the nearest rock, which turned out to be an animal skull, and stole a knitting needle from the lady next to me and I was ready to go. Luckily for the lion I woke up at this point, because I was about to either give him the business, or knit his mane into a scarf. Look Out!