dream
So I'm at my apartment when two girls answer the ad for open rooms and show up. Oh, and it's for the Real World. One is your typical homecoming queen-looking girl, Southern and sweet as pie. So nice, but I still have to be careful what i say to her because I don't want a weird look from a sweet Southern girl.
The other girl is Indian with a British accent. Our first Road Rules challenge is hanging a hand-sized midget out of the windshield of the car. He has no arms, just a tadpole-like tail and his eyes are the biggest, most noticeable parts of his body.
We're in a storm on the highway in an El Camino. The other team has a pickup truck and they have to lug a horse in the back. (how's that fair?) They fling the horse through the rain into an empty cane field, and I guess they win.
I wake up.
Oh, and I think I'm going to Egypt this Sunday or early next week.
The other girl is Indian with a British accent. Our first Road Rules challenge is hanging a hand-sized midget out of the windshield of the car. He has no arms, just a tadpole-like tail and his eyes are the biggest, most noticeable parts of his body.
We're in a storm on the highway in an El Camino. The other team has a pickup truck and they have to lug a horse in the back. (how's that fair?) They fling the horse through the rain into an empty cane field, and I guess they win.
I wake up.
Oh, and I think I'm going to Egypt this Sunday or early next week.