Holy Smokes!
I just woke up from a very odd dream. I thought I'd let you all, my dear friends, in on it.
So I was at school with my friend and we decided to just leave and get some ice cream. As we were getting the ice cream, I remembered I had to buy two tickets for the school's production of Oklahoma!, so we went to the box office and got them from a foreign guy who spoke no english. I think he overcharged us because the tickets had a $20 talking fee. When we were leaving, Paulie Shore came up to me and shoved a sea sponge in my face. I wanted to cry, but my friend threw a rock at his ... well, he threw a rock at him.
Once we got to the parking lot, a black sports car came up and Mark Buehrle stepped out. "You wanna hang out?" he asked. I really, really, really wanted to go but I had to pick up my little sister at school. This is crazy; I don't even HAVE a little sister that goes to elementary school.
So I was at school with my friend and we decided to just leave and get some ice cream. As we were getting the ice cream, I remembered I had to buy two tickets for the school's production of Oklahoma!, so we went to the box office and got them from a foreign guy who spoke no english. I think he overcharged us because the tickets had a $20 talking fee. When we were leaving, Paulie Shore came up to me and shoved a sea sponge in my face. I wanted to cry, but my friend threw a rock at his ... well, he threw a rock at him.
Once we got to the parking lot, a black sports car came up and Mark Buehrle stepped out. "You wanna hang out?" he asked. I really, really, really wanted to go but I had to pick up my little sister at school. This is crazy; I don't even HAVE a little sister that goes to elementary school.