Okay, so I had a dream the other night, and it was a weird one. I want you to tell me what you think it means.
I was being framed by the governor. The governor looked just like the helicopter pilot from LOST. You know, the one with scraggly hair and Hawaiian shirt.
Long story short, I took down the governor and all his men with just a steak-knife and my wit.
At the end of the dream, the governor's secretary, who looked like Selma Hayek, asked me how I was able to foil the powerful governor's plan.
I said to her, "Because I'm like flan. I'm sweet and delicate, but I'm firm."
THE END.
What's That Supposed to Mean?
Beej's Dream Edition
