Josh, E, and I were walking through a parking lot when we noticed Janet Jackson coming toward us. She was wearing bright orange pants that were covered in grease marks and she was carrying a large cardboard box full of piping hot auto parts. It smelled terrible and I was afraid of them because they stunk so bad. As she came abreast of us, I could see that the auto parts looked like figure-eight-shaped pieces of silvery metal, and three-ring binders. She took one of the figure eights out and started attacking me with it, which burned slightly because it was very hot. I remember feeling surprised that the burning was not more severe, given how much the parts were steaming with heat. It didn't seem to bother Janet at all. Anyway, I screamed in terror of the smell and tried to run away, but I woke up before anything more could happen.
I am pretty sure that Janet Jackson was only in this dream because of the wardrobe malfunction, which was still in the recent past.
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