So I had this creepy dream last night. I was the same age I am now, and I had a kid. His name was Max, and he was about 2 years old. It didn't show me having him or anything, he was just there....anywho, Max was adoarble, and he always wore a small khaki hat. For some reason, this kid could talk like a genius...he talked as if he was in highschool, even though he was barely 2! It was Max's birthday that day, and I thought I'd do something really special for him because I loved him so much and he deserved it. I called up a birthday party place, and told them to send a clown to come entertain Max. I guess that I had given him the wrong address or something...A few hours later, at the time I expected the clown to come to OUR house, he showed up at our neighbors! I walked over to the neighbors house and said to the clown guy, "Excuse me, but aren't you supposed to be next-door for MY son Max's birthday??" Well, as if this dream could get any more queer, it does...my neighbor (who it turns out I didn't know much about at all) says "Umm..my sons name is Max, and today is his birthday for your information!" I got so confused and I was so upset that all of this was ruined for Max that I ran home crying. A few hours later, my neighbors came over with a huge present. The so-called "Max" that lived next door help the present out to my Max and said "I'm sorry, I guess it is your birthday. Here is a present for you from me." I was happy that maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. Then, my Max says (keep in mind, this kid is 2) "No, with my deepest apoligies I will have to turn down your offer to give me a birthday present. I do not appreciate such rude remarks that had been said earlier about me at your house. Thank you" and he left the room. Yes, I think I am on crack...
