I was at a Bon Jovi concert with Eric and Dana and we were in the very front, music blaring, mosh pit, everything... Out of no where, ICP comes on stage and starts kicked the shit out of the members of Bon Jovi, the crowd rushes the stage in attempts to save them... Then I'm back stage with Eric, Dana, and the members of Linkin Park, we're all smoking weed... I comment on how trippy the concert had been and then start talking to myself through the dream, ala Malcom (however you spell his name) in the Middle when he talks to the camera...
So I start listing off all these drugs I could give my parents so they'll mellow the fuck out about Aaron's road trip... Then ICP comes by and kicks the crap out of Linkin Park... And the three of us, Dana, Eric, and I, just stand there smoking pot the whole time...
The dream went on where we were taking all these drugs and talking to different bands... And each time ICP would come by and kick their asses... Until we were back in the Bon Jovi crowd.
