Nightmares? No. "Silly-weird...mares"

Dream I just had, plus me trying to "fix" it:

Three guys, 1, 2 and 3 in car.   1 is now Fred, 2 shall be Ned and 3 will be Ted.
Ned and Ted are in the back, and Fred is in the front, by the steering wheel.  Since the car isn't moving, we assume they're at the drive in or something.

Suddenly, Ned EATS Ted whole, and then slithers under car seat and bites Fred's foot. 

At this point, Ned and Fred come up again and they're eyeless, open mouthed zombies.

(Here is where I suddenly wasn't watching anymore.  I was now Fred, in the driver's seat.  Like, I saw that my hands were his cartoon hands and everything... so I see that only Ned is back there and I realize what's happened... and before he can zombie me, I start throwing my shoe at him and screaming and "hitting myself" until I wake up in real life...  Then, I make up the new ending in sort of half-asleep mode, to make myself feel better.  The next part is what my brain came up with:)

So Fred wakes up in the front seat of the car, looks back and sees just Ned sitting there behind him.  Fred responds by screaming and throwing a sneaker at Ned's head.  He keeps screaming, trying to wrestle out of the car, trying to grab bunnies from outside of the car, (I don't know why there were bunnies) to throw at Ned.  Fred fails at bunny throwing, dives out of the car and runs away screaming.

Ted gets up from where he was looking for something in the back seat, says "I found it!  ...Hey, where's Fred?"  Ned's like, "Dude.  He just started screaming and he threw a shoe at me."

Ted blinks.

Ned, "A shooooe."

Fred runs screaming off into the distance

Ted to Ned, "Wanna make out?"  They start making out furiously.

Fred gets to his girlfriend's house.  (She looks just like the three boys do, but she has eye lashes, hair and a dress shape) We'll call her "Ed...ina"?  Fred says, "You don't understand!" and tries to explain as she just blinks at him.

Caption on screen reads, "Three months later..."  Fred is wearing a chicken suit.

The end. 

I was already sick to my stomach, so I guess I already had the icky feeling I tend to have after a nightmare...
So my brain just went "OH!  I know what to do when the body feels like this!  Do something weird and scary!"

Aaaaaaaaand now I have the old Winnie the Pooh song stuck in my damn head.  This happens when I'm ill.  My body says, "How can I make this worse?  I know!  I'll make her go from one bit of song to the next, at random, whilst she vomits!  Joy!"