Psychoanalyze this [Points to Genitals]

I tend to dream nearly every night and experience some very vivid dreams. But last night's was both incredibly badass but also totally clear in a subconscious way I haven't really figured out.

So I somehow ended up in England living there as a barrister with an awesome array of court wigs, including one that looked remarkably like Dennis Rodman's hair. However, the town I lived and practiced in was exactly the same as my home town in Wisconsin. Being in England, I managed to pick up a gorgeous British chick with great intelligence and personality. In the dream I fell in love with her and wanted to marry her, but couldn't take her back to the U.S. because she wasn't a citizen.

But alas, there was a solution to my quandry. The United States had just declared war on a rogue sect of zombies that occupied the west coast of the United States. All foreigners who fought in the U.S. effort to rid itself of zombies would be granted full citizenship. So my hot ass British woman who I was porking on a regular basis in this dream decided she, I, and her two best friends (also a couple of filthy foreigners) would join the fight against Zombies in the U.S.

Now, before we went into combat, we all made a pact that if one of us were bit, we'd kill the person before he or she became a zombie. Of course what the military didn't tell us was that the four of us would be the first people going into combat against an army of a million or so zombies. Of course, the initial rush of zombies was badass. I killed a lot of them with my machine gun, but we were soon overwhelmed and surrounded. Eventually my British woman's best friend, Zoey, was bit by a 'bie. I promptly shot her in the face and forgot about it. Eventually I ran out of bullets and picked up an old railroad spike and started shanking zombies until they backed the fuck off. I exited the war zone with woman and her last friend in tow.

Oops! Turns out I didn't actually see her friend get bit by a zombie and ended up shooting her anyways. But it didn't matter. She emerged unscathed with a bandaid on her head where I shot her. My woman gained citizenship and I asked the general what I would get since I was already a citizen. He paid me with a g-pack of cocaine. So I picked a corner and started dealing.

Anyone want to tell me what the fuck this means?