I dreamed last night that Dr. Dre and I became friends at a BBQ, and he invited me to hang with him for a couple of weeks.
We ended up jetting to some technology convention in Cali. I felt like I was on Entourage, it was awesome. On our way their, he joked that he was going to tell the gate worker that I was his son, so we could get in at family prices. I told him that they would likely make him take a paternity test at the door, and we laughed.
It was cool for a while, but then as it turned out, everyone working the convention was a racist, and had bad teeth (Mountain Dew mouth, no doubt). Someone pulled a gun on us, and all of the sudden the entire place pulled guns from under their tables. Of course, Dre was packing a 9mm, and after killing a few we collected some shotguns and mowed down the entire racist-geek squad. Steve Jobs escaped, because his iPad had an app that created an electro-magnetic field around the user, and apparently reflected bullets.
Moral of the story – don’t watch Training Day before bed.
Seatbelts.
lol. and I thought my dreams were insane. haha. that’s awesome.
that rules for sure.
i was just in the USA for a month and i noticed the insane amount of Mountain Dew that they hammer down there. every kid above the age of five carries around his or her own 2L.
except it seems that to save money on printing costs and appeal to a more intellectual crowed, Mountain Dew has shortened their logo to MTN DEW. perfect.