This dream occured in Nov. 01.. I remember it because of the turkey...

It begins… I'm visiting a friend of mine in Pennsylvania and we decide to go swimming.. so we get into my Grand AM and head off to the local pool. Well no one is there except me my friend and the bitch from "the weakest link", and her bodyguards (three of them).

Weakest Link Bitch

Well we get into the pool, and one of the bodyguards takes off with my car while my friend starts to run home. Me, being the reasonable man that I am.. I take the weakest link bitch and hold her hands behind her back (in the pool mind you) and threaten to pull her arms from her sockets if I don't get another car or a helicopter right away. The other two bodyguards get closer and I pull her arms back tighter while she screams bloody murder. I slowly start to creep to the steps of the pool and hold onto the side rails with my chin so I don't slip. Police are all around me now for some reason and I'm screaming "Where in the hell is my helicopter?!"

I look to my side and I see a large cubic square mound of garbage with what it seems to be a boat propeller hanging off the top of it. The cops yell, "Here is your helicopter! Now let the bitch go!". They then start explaining to me that if I pull a rope that's on the side of a pool bathroom that it will turn into a "disposable helicopter".

Having my doubts about this.. I go ahead and pull the rope hanging from the side of the pool's jon. All of a sudden the rope falls and takes a mind of its own and wraps itself around the large hunk of garbage. For some reason, I hear a lot of hammering and twisting of socket wrenches. The rope starts to unravel itself and disappears. Well it's not a helicopter buts it turned the garbage into a "Rocket Car". That's right a car with a huge rocket engine on the back of it. My eyes got bigger and the bitch said, "Bloody hell!".

Rocket Car!

I let go of the bitch, and run to my wonderful new set of wheels, even though I didn't ask for it.. It was welcomed. I started it and took off while oddly enough the cops didn't pursuit. I'm thinking this rocks ass, and begin to cruise the local town scene. Bad thing about it, the dashboard was very low it would crush my legs, and it was a 5 speed and it was slipping gears.. but hell I didn't care. Flames were boiling out of the back engine.

I then remember pulling up to my friend's house with my rocket car, and walking upstairs to her room. I remember hearing the Beach Boys on the radio. I was telling her to look at the window to see my new car I traded in for the weakest link bitch.

While she was looking out the window her dad came in and I said, "So do I have nice wheels or do I have nice wheels??" He said, "Fuck yea!".

Quick Note: I hate Weakest Link, and I've never heard my friends dad say fuck yea.