Highlights from an 18-Hour Dream

There was a Warhammer TCG, and I saw ads for or products of it in all of my other subdreams. In fact I wandered into a gaming store that I'd been to in a previous dream and saw a whole aisle set up for it. Apparently it had super-advanced hitpoint calculation or somesuch.

The Marx Brothers were at a wealthy multi-story restaurant building. They cleaned out out the top floor's dining area with firehoses, the resulting minor tide blasted through all the windows and somehow channelled itself into the chimney, leaving a similar disaster downstairs.

I was going to my elementary school, and because I was late (or early) I hopped in a van with some other classmates (and my mom, and my sister (?)) and went to a fancy restaurant. The bathrooms there were amazing. It had urinals there about the size of half a surfboard, subsectioned into smaller areas; I think the goal was to piss as far as you could. Then (outside the bathrooms), I found a living stuffed bunny-washrag thing which shat (apparently delicious) eggs. This caused the waitstaff to burst into song. Then I decided I wanted to cook, so I entered a wholly-unconnected kitchen, threw some foodstuffs together, realized I had done it wrong and that there was no time to fix it (late for school, I think), put it all in a surprising-small-inside fridge, and woke up.