I had a dream last night and you were in it. You had the weerdest hair cut.
Anyways.
I got this call from you that said you could get all these drugs and stuff and I should come down and help you use them all up. So I said "See ya in a few.", hopped on my bike, and drove across all these different terrains to get there. I even drove over a glacier. On my bike.
So I get there and you say, we gotta go to the Hospital and get the drugs off my friend DJ because he had them. (How DJ ended up in a Hospital where you live and how you even KNEW DJ is beyond me) Anyways, we get there and the hosptial people take my jacket, my drink of koolaid and make us take our shoes off and wear slippers and we go and see DJ. He's on like..the seventh floor and we have to walk up these ramps.
We get up there, and you guys start acting stupid, so I borrow this tape recorder DJ had and started to listen to it. When I finally end the tape, I look up, and you guys were gone. You left a note that said go to your house, you were there and the drugs were gone. I WAS SO MAD!
And then I went back to your house, and you said I had to go back to Canada, but I only had fifty bucks Canadian and I was screwed! Luckily I woke up so I wasn't stuck in America for to long.
