First of all, me and some friends were walking around campus and we spot this friend of ours (Andrew Hayden/#2/Visor Boy) playing the guitar on the side of the road. Naturally, we approach him and seeing that it is his birthday (for real), we decide to wave down the president of the united states, who just happened to be driving by and was also a good friend of myself. Awesome!
So we get into this giant bus/limo thing and they proceed to drive us to the white house...which is now in Searcy...and looks a lot like the inside of The Heritage. While in this heritage-esque white house, there happens to be a hot teacher of sorts who happens to be studying how students meet/interact with hot teachers. So, naturally, they but a bucket of chicken in the bathroom. So i'm in this fancy schmancy white house bathroom and it smells like chick-fil-a. And i don't hate it. Anyway, hot teacher man comes in and grabs a piece of chicken while i'm washing my hands and then we...well, use your imagination.
Just kidding, he just eats the chicken and we talk for approximately 6.7 minutes then i leave the chicken-filled bathroom because it's weird and he's too hott and there's chicken.
As i returned to the party in the white house which has now morphed into a birthday party for Andrew/Engagement party for two of our friends i run and jump onto a bunkbed and tell Samantha about my strange hott teacher man chicken encounter. While i'm explaining, there is a loud shout and all of a sudden our friends aren't engaged anymore and everyone's in a tizzy and the president has decided to cancel the party.
My parents picked Andrew and myself up and took us to our new house...in Searcy...the outside of which looks like that of...The Heritage. Awesome.
Sidenote: You know when certain things happen and you just think, "Ohh that could be bad!" For example: I apparently have a book from the president to read...maybe it's the healthcare bill. i don't know, but it's the size of a phone book. But yes, i set it on the counter and there's a giant glass of water next to it and i think..."ohhh, this could be bad." So i moved it to another counter, right as my dad set a lantern down next to it...and i think..."Ohhh, this could be reallly bad."
I run up the stairs to the basement...i know. It's weird. So we help my dad do whatever it was, probably something with the thermostat. Then my mom wants me to come outside to, i don't know, see the backyard? Anyway, we go outside and we're looking at the vegetation and it's so nice and all of a sudden there's a man who lives in our neighborhood named Ted and he's creepy and i kinda think he might be mentally retarded and he's got a lot of dogs. Anyway, so he starts opening the gate and i'm freaking out cause my mom is by the gate so she's running towards me and we're both screaming for my dad and then Ted starts lookin like a zombie, and we see other zombies behind him. And we're freak. in. out.
Then, we're yelling and Betty White comes out of nowhere. Betty freaking White. And she says, "Oh it's okay, they're just here to rake the leaves!" in her cute old Betty White voice.
AND THEN...
My phone when off. In real life. Next to my face. I'd gotten a text message. From Andrew.
crazy.
That is one of the longest most detailed and twisted dreams I have ever heard of! Guess it gives everyone a glimpse of just what exactly is going on in your beautiful mind. lol also thats really interesting that its all about Andrew #2.... do you have something to tell everyone?
ReplyDeleteUpdate:Your blog makes my blog look like a wiener dog. I know you know what I mean. Anyways. Thats my way of saying that it makes me HAWT. Yeah. I miss you. Goodbye.
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