I’ve always had some very vivid and very strange dreams. Last night was no exception:
I was in high school again. My best friend was Prince William (ignore the fact that he’s like, six years younger than I am in real life– in my dream we were the same age). Prince William had somehow acquired the ability to turn his British accent on and off, so that he could speak like a regular old Canadian (eh?) whenever he wanted. Apparently his Canadian accent was enough of a disguise that people didn’t realize that he’s the future King of England, even though when speaking to him, we all addressed him as Prince William. As in “Hey, Prince William, you gonna eat those fries?”
Anyway, the main part of my dream involved Madonna paying a visit to my high school. Everyone in the school was excited, but no one could get close enough to even look at her because she was hiding in a secret stairway. But Prince William and I managed to sneak up on her. Prince William started taking pictures with his awesome (hey, he’s the future King of England) super-duper digital camera. Then her bodyguards noticed us and grabbed Prince William’s camera from him and started yelling. It was time to reveal the secret! P.W. threw off his Canadian accent and elocuted in all his eloquent glory “Prithee return my camera, fair sir!” after which the bodyguard guy like, got down on bended knee and such as is fitting when you’ve just stolen the Future King of England’s digital camera and called him a dick.
So then Prince William and I got about five feet away from Madonna and took some pictures (even though I suppose we could have gone right up to her– I think our survival instincts had set in), then ran off and looked at them. She was looking a little… uhm… brittle? And leathery?
Yeah.
Okay that’s that for my dream.
lol – you have the greatest dreams!
For some reason your wonder woman kinda creeps me out and I don’t know why.