When we got in the car, there was a skunk in the car. He was long and skinny and smooth, and he kept cuddling up to me, and to my in-laws' dog, who was suddenly there with us. I couldn't get him out of the car, so I spent the whole trip petting him away from my face. He was sweet, but I didn't want him near my face, just in case he would bite.
Once we arrived at the party, I noticed that the leeches had dried up and fallen off my foot. But I had two leeches on my lower leg, now, so I still needed some salt to get rid of them. I sprinkled the salt on my leg, rubbed the area with salt until the leech fell off, then rinsed it with bottled water. I did my foot, too, just to be safe, even though those leeches were gone. Once I was done being pre-occupied with leeches, I noticed that the party was being put on by some kind of cult and someone was performing the "Magical Mr. Mistopheles" song from Cats.