As I was growing up, my parents always instilled in me that I should never eat junk food or watch TV before bed or else I would have nightmares. As an adult, I get to do whatever the fuck I want. So I did both last night, I ate ice cream and caught up on Season 5 of Breaking Bad. (I'm so far behind that I don't really see the point of discussing the show in detail like I do for 'Dexter' on Tha O Show.) I also don't want to turn this into a stupid lame ass dream blog, but again: as an adult, I get to do whatever the fuck I want... so I will share my dream.
After a successful night of running crystal meth through the city I went back home with my two associates (aka, drug dealers... for those of you keeping score at home) to do the only logical thing after a profitsome drug deal, stack our money and eat ice cream. Unfortunately for us, we didn't get to do either because a crazy bitch with a shotgun came to rob us.
Immediately I thought "girls can't use guns", which is when she began wielding a sword in one hand and a knife in the other instead (apparently, my subconscious mind thinks this is far more plausible). Either way, she has a dangerous weapon that I realize I have to get away from her because I (like any other drug dealer) want to stack some money and eat a delicious frozen treat. So I lunge at her and wrestle the sword and knife away from her very well manicured hands (I know, WTF right?).
Now I have this crazy, unarmed, increasingly attractive bandit subdued. Here comes the hard part, what do I do now? Do I take the Walter White route and kill her? (Apparently my subconscious thinks it's fine to sell crystal meth but still maintains that I could never kill anyone.) Or do I take the Dexter Morgan route and keep her in captivity until we fall in love? (#AwkwardFirstDateStory)
Unluckily for me I woke up before I made my decision. So let my ask you the readers, what would you do?
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