What the heck goes on in my brain?

Last night I dreamed that the neighborhood where beloitst and hermitgeecko live in was attacked by a gang of Nazi clown. And I don't mean clowns in a metaphorical sense. I mean actual clowns who were Nazis. Red noses, face paint and giant shoes. Every house on the block was tagged with a rainbow of neon colors. There were slogans and pictures of pie done in spray paint.

I wish I was making this up, but that was the actual dream. Sometimes I worry myself.