Weird Harold's Invisible Couch

I had this dream the other night...
I was attending a pool party in the country with people I may or may not have known, at a house I may or may not have visited before. I spent a good deal of the dream in this huge pool with a very deep deep end. But I had nothing to fear, for I was floating on... Weird Harold's Invisible Couch. Yeah, Weird Harold from the Fat Albert cartoons. Maybe he found this couch in that junkyard they always hung out in? If they could build instruments out of junk, certainly an invisible couch is no big deal. Only it wasn't really invisible, just kind of see-through. And while it floated, it wasn't a piece of that inflatable furniture that's so big with the kids these days. Just a couch... that you could see through... and that floated. Mushmouth, in all his animated glory, had come to swim, too, perhaps only to remind me that Mushmouth wears a ski cap, while Weird Harold wears something that's like a ski mask, only not. Weird.
After taking a dive -- or maybe it was a fall, or maybe... I was pushed -- into the deep end, I wandered into the mysterious house to find my high school science teacher showing Church of the Subgenius propaganda films in a narrow hallway. Afterwards she gave out ice cream. I had an orange push up. Man, those are tasty. And should only be eaten if orange.
At some point, even though this wasn't my house, I received some comics I'd bought off of eBay. Naturally, these were comics I'd neither heard of nor could recall buying. It's okay, 'cause some of them were about Thanos, the big purple lug.
Then some scary guy with a name like Nemesis Enforcer (only not) and a big sword came in and threatened to kill me or erase me from reality or whatever it is guys with huge magical swords do. I, of course, grabbed one of my cats, whimpered, and begged this monstrous dude not to kill me.
And then it all kind of faded out. Kinda wish it had faded out shortly after I used the phrase "Weird Harold's Invisible Couch."
You probably do, too.