Crazy hilarious dream

I took an extremely refreshing nap this past Saturday afternoon.  One of the reasons it was so great was the ridiculously long and complex and hilarious dream that I had.  Here is the summary.  And yes, it was about as incoherent as described below.

I'm in some 3-bedroom apartment with two roommates (who are actually just good friends from college who live in San Francisco.)  We are talking with the old apartment owners about how to arrange the apartment, and all I can think about is where to mount my TV.

Then the three of us leave the apartment and decide to go to the casino.  We walk onto this ferry boat and see some young men and some kids breakdancing for money.  I ask one of the guys if he krunk dances, and he shows me some moves.  Then he launches into a tirade about how rappers have stolen a particular krunk move of his which is called Angry Angry Alligator.

Then this girl walks by, and I decided to do some sleight-of-hand magic for her.  But when I try to do my disappearing-napkin trick, she gets obsessed with my hands and won't let go of my hands.  She just won't stop staring at my hands.

Then she gives me a big kiss and disappears.  I then realize that there are all these security officers looking for her, and she had used the kiss to distract them and run away!  But then we spot her swimming away, but *she* is actually the Hamburglar!  (For some reason, this revelation did not seem unusual during the actual dream.)

The Hamburglar then climbs back on board and runs and jumps into an escape tube down into the depths of the ship.  I follow him down the tube, but then I get stuck standing up in a narrow sewage pipe, with Nickelodeon goop up to my neck.  Then the dream turns into a PBS documentary about how it's important to stay calm in these situations.

Then I realize the sewage pipe full of goop is actually the inside of a post-office mail room where everyone checks their mail.  So every few seconds, a little window opens up into the sewage pipe as someone checks their mail from the outside, but I'm never quick enough to call out to them to let me out of the pipe.  (I don't know if this description actually makes sense to anyone outside of my own brain, but it was a perfectly reasonable situation when I dreamed it.)

Anyway, then I woke up and laughed confusedly for about 20 minutes.