Dreams of Superman...
Last night, I had some weird dreams about Superman.
We were headed up to some secret government complex, and were stopped by the guards. One of them was really excited to meet Superman, so he went and got a kickball to throw around. Unfortunately, it was all dry and cracked, full of little holes, and pretty flat. So I asked superman to use his heat vision to close the holes, and then he used his super breath to fill the ball back up. The guard was impressed, to say the least.
Then I was rushing to make it to class, and I was supposed to save a seat for my girlfriend, but there weren't any. We were supposed to write a short paper about Superman for Friday. We were also supposed to have some kind of visual aids, and present our paper. The teacher wouldn't let us use comic books as our visual aids.
Oh. And there was another dream, too. But that's none of your business.
We were headed up to some secret government complex, and were stopped by the guards. One of them was really excited to meet Superman, so he went and got a kickball to throw around. Unfortunately, it was all dry and cracked, full of little holes, and pretty flat. So I asked superman to use his heat vision to close the holes, and then he used his super breath to fill the ball back up. The guard was impressed, to say the least.
Then I was rushing to make it to class, and I was supposed to save a seat for my girlfriend, but there weren't any. We were supposed to write a short paper about Superman for Friday. We were also supposed to have some kind of visual aids, and present our paper. The teacher wouldn't let us use comic books as our visual aids.
Oh. And there was another dream, too. But that's none of your business.