I had a Tae-Bo dream last night. I was stuck inside the Instructional Video. I couldn't get out and I was going insane from the music and the slow pace of everything. I just kept screaming, "Double Time! Can't we do some Double Time? This is too slow for me!" And Billy would turn around and look at me and go, "Now, is this shit called Pam-Bo? I don't think so. You talk when I tell you to talk." And I just snapped right into place, like the girl with the severe haircut and saluted and said, "Yes sir, Billy sir!"
I think perhaps I shouldn't watch Apt Pupil and think about how I need to exercise. Makes for weird dreams.
So I'm stuck inside the Instructional Video and I'm trying to think of how to get out. Then I have a flash of brilliance:
Other people do Tae-Bo as well, and many of them have mentioned it was due to me.
So I start looking at the camera and pleading: "Guys! GUYS! It's me, pamie! Hey! It's me! I swear! I'm stuck in the tape! Kymm! Jackie! Oh, man, you guys have got to get me out of here! Go post something on the forum or something! Look, I'll get you tank-top guy's autograph or something! Please!"
And the music stopped, and Billy turned to me and he said, "Look, I already told your sweaty ass once. Shutup."
