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Hey Mr. Lizard, have you ever had a dream?
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Yea I had plenty of dreams kid.  |
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No I mean a really weird kinda dream. |
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Yea I had my share of those. Why? |
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Cause I had me a humdinger of a dream last night.
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Naw, not as weird as mine boy, mine was a keeper. |
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What was it? |
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Well, I was running from my parole officer down this cartoon road, but he was like thirty feet high and had two peg legs. Actually I brought a clip.
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Whoa, that was weird. I dreamed that I was breakdancing nekkit in the streets of 1900 London. I'll be a monkey's uncle if I didn't bring a clip!
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Oh man, that was weird. |
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I wonder what that thar dream means? |
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It means you're gay |
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Dammit, and those Londoners never said anything, man They're lucky my footwork was fresh or sum them limey's woulda felt tha CORNFED PUNCH! |
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or a pat on the ass |
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hey, quiet yer mouth mister!
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