(I couldn't think of a better title! If you have one, let me know!)
During the fifth episode I began to feel a little drowsy and dozed off. The next thing I knew I was standing in the middle of the parking lot of Raleigh Studios. It wasn't very dark and it was kind of chilly. I looked around and I saw four men standing next to the front door of a building in the distance. I hid behind a car and began creeping closer to the building. As I was a few feet away from the men, I suddenly recognized all of them. Standing by the doors were Ryan, Colin, Brad and Wayne! They were in the middle of a conversation and I wanted to go up to them so badly but I suddenly realized that I was still wearing my blue-green flannel pajamas! I crouched behind another car and watched the four of them. Boy do they look good in person! Especially Brad, who's my favorite improver.
The door opened and a man came out to tell them to go inside. The four of them went in and I stood up. I walked up to the door and reached for the doorknob but I couldn't grab a hold of it. I tried again but my hand went right through the knob! I realized that this looked like a scene from "Ghost" so I figured that I could walk through this door. Oh great! That means I'm invisible! Now how am I supposed to meet them? I wanted to be stupid so I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, ready to bang it into the door. I pushed forward and my head went right thru the door. I opened my eyes and noticed that I was looking at the hall of dressing rooms. It was pretty quiet so I walked straight through the door. I walked slowly down the hall and stopped at the first door on my left. It was Colin's dressing room. I wasn't really interested in hanging out in Colin's room at the moment so I kept going down the hall. I came up to the second door on the right, which was Brad's dressing room.
This is it! I'll be able to see Brad up close! Him being that same man that I look forward to watching every Thursday night (if he's even on that week!). Of course I admired the others as well, but to me Brad seemed to be more appealing somehow. Maybe it was his way of making people laugh, or that distinguishing voice, and obviously his good looks.
I snapped out of my trance and stuck my head thru the door. I noticed that the room was sort of small but decent enough. There were all sorts of stuffed animals scattered around--mostly primates. To the right side of the room, there was a computer desk and a noticeable figure sitting next to it.
So that's how he keeps track of his message board! I really admire the fact that he takes time to somehow communicate with his fans. After all, he does have a loyal following of female fans. I slowly moved closer to the desk, staring at him as I went along. He was really concentrating on what he was typing. I looked at the screen and saw that he was posting another good website that his minions should go visit. He laughed out loud to himself as he clicked the button on the mouse.
"Wow you're so cute up close!" I said out loud. Brad looked straight at me and said "Why thank you!" I looked at him wide-eyed and fainted.
When I finally came to, I felt that I was in a comfortable position. I opened my eyes and found myself in my living room.
"Aw crap! Don't tell me that was just a dream!"
THE END!
Now note that I never dreamed this! I just wrote it. And it never happened either, unfortunately. The only thing real about it was that I did write it on that night the President had his Address, and I do have blue-green flannel pj's. So what do you think?