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trying to prove a point to this guy over here, help me out guys.
So I had a dream last night with me, Dave, Rel, Rose, and Archie. Dave and I were like, demon hunters, Rose was our witch assistant whose job was to locate the bad demons. Rel was like, our wizard dealer, we’d buy enchanted weapons, potions, and shit from her and if we’d find something cool, we’d go and give it to her. And Archie was suppose to be this demon who caused nightmares to feed on them that Dave and I were gonna hunt. But the asshole ended up eating only enough nightmares to survive, and then he’d cause little kids to have nice dreams so that they wouldn’t be scared anymore.
In which my brain makes up for my lack of improvisational ability by giving me crazy dreams.
So just to be clear, everything inside the blockquote is NOT based in reality; it’s what my brain came up with when actually given a decent amount of REM sleep for once. It started when…
… boxed-hobo performed live for another sellout crowd at NJPAC in Newark.
According to his bio in the program, after college Dave started out by wandering the country in search of a job, until a run-in with the Muslim Brotherhood and some unwanted attention from the US government. This crisis forced his powers of IMPROVISATION and PUBLIC SPEAKING to awaken in order to get him out of that mess. After getting home safely, Dave was able to parlay these newly realized abilities into a successful career in comedy.
Now it never really occurred to me that the details in the blurb could have been made up or exaggerated for comedic effect, as some people do. But even so, how does my unconscious come up with this stuff?
