Dream a Little Dream Part II
Had another dream last night. This time I was in some run down prison. I escaped and one of the guards saw me so I cut his walkie talkie cord w/ a knife so he couldn't call for help. I hopped in a cruiser and he came along to try to apprehend me. After riding w/ me a while he decided life as a bad guy was better than life as a cop. When the FBI found us I left him behind and said I had kidnapped him so he wouldn't be in trouble. I was on the run for a while and the cops couldn't find my hideout. When they finally did catch me they let me go b/c they said I was good for publicity. They even gave me a 4runner to drive. If it were real life I would have had the sense to dump the 4runner in case they had bugged it to find out where my awesome hideout was.






