I was going to post the dreams I've had in sequential order since this idea came to us, but the one from last night was just too hilarious to not start with! And lucky for all you, it appears that my friends get to be the stars on my dreams... so don't be surprised if you are featured on here!
Here we go, you can't make this stuff up!!
My friend Stephanie and I were at an arcade and we got REALLY good at this one game and we were acquire tons of tickets. The game was similar ton one of those, push the coins over the edge, games except the coins went up and over the side. Unimportant detail, yes, but the details are what make pregnancy dreams so vivid and rememberable. As we were schooling this game and winning all the tickets, a guy comes over and says, "Wow you guys are gonna be rich!", when he saw how many tickets we had! We just laughed and joked about the rincky dink prizes we would exchange our tickets for, maybe a jax set or a punch bag balloon. Then he explained to us that we were in a CASINO ARCADE and every ticket was worth a dollar!! Well naturally we were ecstatic! The night got later and i had to leave, and rather than splitting our winnings then, I told Stephanie to continue playing and that I would come to her house the next afternoon. When I left we had acquired $4,275 worth of tickets! So the next day, I couldn't wait to get to her house and collect my winnings. To my dismay, there was NOT and abundance of money to split, but rather only $200. Stephanie felt horrible. Apparently the machine we had been winning on ran out of tickets, and she moved to another and stopped winning. I remember making a comment about how long it would take to lose over four grand playing a quarter at a time!! Anyways, she felt so bad, she gave me the full $200. My plan of an extravagant mall trip was now out of the question, and I decided that the best bang for my buck would be a trip to good old Wal Mart. So i called my friend Melissa and she agreed to come with me. Once inside Wal Mart, she said that she needed to show me something in the men's clearance section. She held up a pair of Christmas boxer with Justin Timberlake on them. She asked me if I thought that the girl sitting next to the fireplace with him looked like her. Sure enough it DID! It was uncanny! The back side of the boxers had another picture of Justin and 'her' kissing under the mistletoe... BUT it was a hologram! There were only 5 pairs left. All size small. We made jokes about our asses not fitting in them, but we bought them all anyways and decide that we were going to give them to people and tell them that it WAS her on the boxers. Ha! Then as we were paying we heard some commotion in the back of the store. We went to check it out and standing there was a man similar to Dave Chappell's Rick James character shouting, of course, "F*#$ YO COUCH!" Just then some security officers came in to pipe down the commotion, when all of a sudden, 'Rick James' went into lecture mode and said, "Now that I have your attention, let's talk about all y'alls investment and savings plans..." It was all a rouse for him to give this lecture, with two 'crack whores' on either side making affirmations as he spoke like, "Mmhmm that's right, he speaks the truth!" and making it rain coupons to the audience.
Needless to say that it was quite an eventful night in my mind. How'd you sleep?
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