So some of my friends have been treated on almost a daily basis with my incredibly random dreams. Stuff I would never be able to make up while awake. So I decided to officially start writing down the dreams I have the moment I have a good one I think I should share and post online!
So here’s the dream I had last night… I’ll title it… uh… “Tweeting to Africa”
As I woke up (in my dream), someone tweeted to me that they were serving breakfast at some place that looked like it was Africa. So from Puerto Rico, I made the genious choice to ask my father if he would buy us tickets there, simply to have some breakfast. So we’re off to Africa… for breakfest. When we get to the place (it just kind of skipped the traveling scenes), everyone is tweeting about what they’re eating and I decide (after going from PUERTO RICO to AFRICA) NOT to eat there because it was fatty food and I didn’t want to break my diet. +1 me. -30 my dad for buying the tickets and having us fly there.
All of a sudden, I get a call on my codec (yes… like the ones in the Metal Gear games) with someone informing me of a mission that involved me killing man that owed some money, so I tell my dad about what I just heard and we seemed to accept the mission. As we casually start walking to the left of the restaurant, all of a sudden we hear a shootout and it’s between a jeep with 3 men wielding machine guns and a cop car. The cops apparently had terrible aim and ended up shooting me on my left arm and my dad in his right leg. We proceed to lay on the ground milking the gun shots Peter Griffin style going “ahhhh… ahhh” and then I proceed to call a cab to take us from AFRICA to PUERTO RICO… without any medical attention just so I can go back to sleep.
- The end.

