Had a dream last night where Jenn’s SO was being held at knifepoint. Jenn (all 5’2 120 lbs of her) was trying to talk the guy down.
I ran up, distracted him, and Jenn threw a front-leg roundhouse to the guy’s knees and felled him, her SO got out of the way, and I tackled the guy from behind and twisted his arms behind his back until the police came.
At some point, I got my wallet stolen somehow, but it was OK because I only had $9 in my bank account, no credit card, and I don’t carry cash, so we were the winners all around….
