I had a dream where I went to go see American Society for Magical Negroes.

No it wasn't a nightmare.

I dreamt that I sat in my seat and the movie started and it was actually good. Like ridiculously hilarious. It wasn't about race relations or the white man being the most dangerous, or the fact that it's a movie about the main character being uncomfortable around white people even though his main love interest is like the white girl which is it's own stereotype but whatever ... Anyway it wasn't about all that.

Instead what I viewed was the most insane hilarious version of Harry Potter but in Mississippi and an all black cast. And they kept the "he who must not be named" because when Harry said his name was "Hard R Mort" the whole theater went ape shit.