In this task, you are given a Reddit post as a text. Your task is to generate a short summary for this text. The summary must include a situation which caused humor. The summary should be one or two sentences long.

Example input: Text: quick backstory: i am a duel enrollment student (still in high school but goes to college full-time) and don't have my license so i bike home. 

now let's get to the fuck up. i was riding down the sidewalk and up ahead was a golf cart blocking the way. the man who was using kindly moved it out of my so i could get past. as i go by, i give him the nod and say "thank you" just to be courteous.  well he didn't really give me that much space so as i was saying thank you, my goes into the grass and i quickly try to readjust, resulting in my tire hitting the side of the sidewalk and me falling off my bike. i looked like a complete dumbass and just laughed to myself and kept riding.  luckily, i don't take myself too seriously, so i wasn't that embarrassed.
Example output: said thank you, fell off my bike.
Example explanation: This summary is appropriate for the given text post because the focus of this post is about a humorous situation caused by "thanking someone and later falling off from the bike".
Q: Text: if you're unfamiliar with this fuck up, it's not always bad, but this particular time it was...

the short of it that the dreams are fucking intense and as vivid as real life. i have done it in the past, and try to avoid it at all costs. the last time i forgot to take it off for a nap, i woke up questioning reality on a major level. 

last night's dream was crazy detailed, and seemed more real than anything i've ever experienced. i watched my cousin stab my other cousin in the chest, he's 7. i spent the rest of the time trying to get a refund for my ticket to disney world, and i was covered in blood, so it wasn't an easy task.

i woke up sweating and jumping out of bed ready to go to the police or take some sort of action. took me about a minute to realize i had my patch on and i should just go back to sleep (which was almost as hard as getting my money back for the imaginary ticket).

didn't want to go into too much detail, but i still remember every second of the events of the dream, part of which i was getting shot at for being a terrorist in the middle east. didn't want to bore anyone, more than i already have.

**edit request for longer dream explanation**: so aside from the whole disney world stabbing/refund experience (this was the end of my lengthy dream) i was also involved in a terrorist scheme.

i found myself in a middle eastern country (unknown), and i was staying with some friends in a hotel/complex. it had a nice courtyard pool, the walls in the room were a bit aged, cracks showing exposed wires, wobbly ceiling fan overhead (3 blades in dire need of dusting), but over all a nice place considering the surrounding impoverished dwellings. 

after getting settled into my room, i set out to explore the town. i can remember going down two flights of stairs and exiting the complex to a covered market square. the hustle and bustle of the shoppers was right out of national geographic. people trading and i remember overhearing an argument about the quality of the figs that day (in english of course). i make my way into a small indoor market, and i catch eyes with one of the most beautiful women i've ever seen. her skin was fair, and her green eyes pierced through me as i walked towards her. our gaze never broke as i passed by various shelves of fresh fruit and flowers. i could smell the aromas of each item i passed, but my attention never broke from the emerald eyes staring at me. 

i reached the counter and a soft voice asked me what i was looking for. i wasn't sure as i was a bit confused as to how i had reached this destination in the first place. i mentioned i was just browsing and broke eye contact for the first time in what felt like an eternity. when i brought my attention back to her she was holding a small furry mammal (i think a ferret, but i'm not 100% on this part). she said "this is what you came here for. i know. i could tell when you walked in."

without even thinking about price, i reach into my pocket and pull out a piece of paper and hand it to her. not money mind you, but a 4 fold piece of old paper. i remember it felt soft and weathered, like someone had been in tight possession of it for a long time. the trade went off without a hitch, and i put the animal down. it will follow me for the remainder of the experience. 

there was a connection with this woman, the likes of which i've never felt. i could feel her presence, literally feel it when we were close. she knew i was not from around town and asked how long i would be staying. i said till friday (it was a monday in my dream). "i'd better get going" i stated. she smiled and asked me to come back again before i leave. 

i step out into the sun and a warm flash came over me. i got a phone call from my mom back in the states. she asked me if i was ready to board my plane. confusion set in as i was under the impression that i was in the fledgling stage of my journey. i reach into my pocket, shuffling through various scraps of paper and coins, i pull out my ticket and sure enough, my flight was scheduled for take off in a few hours.  i rush back to the hotel room where my friends (didn't know them specifically, but i know they were friends, if that makes sense). they're already packed and looked impatient. i throw all my clothes into a brown suitcase and slam it shut. there was a red and green shirt hanging out the side of the sloppily packed luggage. 

we hop in a golf cart and were whisked away through the semi crowded market streets. i could feel small sand particles brushing my warming cheeks as the sun burned overhead. the airport hanger was a bit off. it looked like an underground top secret bunker entrance, complete with short concrete pylons and armed guards. i could feel something was amiss when my friends faces started to sink a bit upon seeing this.

"are you ready?" my comrade queried. ready for what i thought. he gripped his luggage tight and let out a loud battle cry. the guards at the mouth of the bunker took stance with weapons drawn. the cart stopped and i fled, tripping over my parcel while exiting with much haste. the small animal that had been in tow kept pace with me as i could hear gun shots and the whistling of slugs screaming past my ears. i large explosion sent me to the ground. i could feel the heat push me off my feet, flying through the air, and landing in the dirt. the gritty taste lingered in my mouth as i pieced it all together. i was a terrorist. i had been on a mission, and backed out. 

the last i remember of this part of the dream was closing my eyes in fear, and recalling the piercing green eyes, and comfortable connection i shared with the beauty behind the counter...i open my eyes to find i'm in disney world with my cousin...

**edit 2:** i'm not much of a writer, so i hope that was at least slightly entertaining. i corrected some spelling and grammar.
A:
i was in the middle east for an unknown reason, feel in love with a beautiful woman, and my terrorist attack was thwarted by armed guards. then disney world!**