A dream
OK so i just had the most fantastic dream. I was in a barn, or a shed, or perhaps it was a marina with some sort of covered dock but the point is there was wood. There was also a giant fan, keep this in mind because it comes around later. So for some reason I've been abducted by a bunch of Chinese war lords. I'm not entirely sure why, but it has something to do with me and Elise and Maeve trying to make a really awesome dinner and Deliver it to Bobby's house. So we've been abducted, Elise is unconscious, Maeve some how escaped and I think they've killed Bobby who has unfortunately tried to save us but failed. And also for some reason there is an Armenian immigrant family who's on this in this barn/shed/covered dock.
So all hope is lost, we're being slowly pushed towards our death by the Chinese war lords into some sort of lake of acid.. ok so its definitely dome sort of dock, but I swear it was more like a barn. When suddenly, through the roof bursts in Chuck Norris. Chuck lands gracefully round house kicks a cargo box thats filled with stuffed animals. Mainly small teddy bears. He then procedes to kill every last one of them with fucking stuffed animals. And the best part of this dream is that Chuck is industrial enough to turn on the high power fan, rip open the small teddy bears and kill the Chinese war lords with solely the fluff from inside. Don't ask me how, he's Chuck Norris for Christ's sake.
After, for some reason he throws the Armenian family in the lake of acid, (I guess they had it coming), tips his hat and beams off into fucking outer space.
At this point i have this really weird epiphany about Independence Day. I know everyone's frightened because of the possibility of total annihilation by Aliens, but how come not one person is concerned that Bill Pullman is in charge of the nation to begin with. Shouldn't that be a big deal? Isn't that the slightest bit disconcerting? Where are his fucking credentials? I'm not sure that being in While You Were Sleeping with Sandra Bullock, or the Dad from Casper makes you qualified to lead the country, or make any decisions regarding intergalactic politics.
And then I woke up from my nap, really wanting to fight something, like a zombie or Bill Pullman, or both.
So all hope is lost, we're being slowly pushed towards our death by the Chinese war lords into some sort of lake of acid.. ok so its definitely dome sort of dock, but I swear it was more like a barn. When suddenly, through the roof bursts in Chuck Norris. Chuck lands gracefully round house kicks a cargo box thats filled with stuffed animals. Mainly small teddy bears. He then procedes to kill every last one of them with fucking stuffed animals. And the best part of this dream is that Chuck is industrial enough to turn on the high power fan, rip open the small teddy bears and kill the Chinese war lords with solely the fluff from inside. Don't ask me how, he's Chuck Norris for Christ's sake.
After, for some reason he throws the Armenian family in the lake of acid, (I guess they had it coming), tips his hat and beams off into fucking outer space.
At this point i have this really weird epiphany about Independence Day. I know everyone's frightened because of the possibility of total annihilation by Aliens, but how come not one person is concerned that Bill Pullman is in charge of the nation to begin with. Shouldn't that be a big deal? Isn't that the slightest bit disconcerting? Where are his fucking credentials? I'm not sure that being in While You Were Sleeping with Sandra Bullock, or the Dad from Casper makes you qualified to lead the country, or make any decisions regarding intergalactic politics.
And then I woke up from my nap, really wanting to fight something, like a zombie or Bill Pullman, or both.