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Okay, in my dream:
The setting was the 70's. By dress, decor and the fact that everyone was smoking. I was really old, balding... I looked just like an overweight Don Rickles of last year not of the 70's. I was having hard time breathing due to being very unhealthy. I was at a hotel investigating some noise. Like crap being thrown about in room down the way. So I walk down the outside hall where each room had a large picture window to look through. I looked into where the room where the noise was coming from and this room was a mess. Standing in that mess was Rodney Dangerfield tossing things everywhere. Then he tuned and saw me and got furious. He picked up a heavy glass ashtray and threw it crashing through the window at me. I started to run but because I was fat, unhealthy and had a hard time breathing I wasn't going very fast and Dangerfield was closing in on me slinging glass ash trays. I do recall the ash trays having a logo on the bottom of it but I don't recall clarifying what the logo was. It was just a black logo.
That's about it. Woke up before he caught up. Full disclosure, I had just watched a Rodney Dangerfield clip on youtube before I went to bed. Don't know how looking like an overweight Don Rickles worked itself into the dream though.
The setting was the 70's. By dress, decor and the fact that everyone was smoking. I was really old, balding... I looked just like an overweight Don Rickles of last year not of the 70's. I was having hard time breathing due to being very unhealthy. I was at a hotel investigating some noise. Like crap being thrown about in room down the way. So I walk down the outside hall where each room had a large picture window to look through. I looked into where the room where the noise was coming from and this room was a mess. Standing in that mess was Rodney Dangerfield tossing things everywhere. Then he tuned and saw me and got furious. He picked up a heavy glass ashtray and threw it crashing through the window at me. I started to run but because I was fat, unhealthy and had a hard time breathing I wasn't going very fast and Dangerfield was closing in on me slinging glass ash trays. I do recall the ash trays having a logo on the bottom of it but I don't recall clarifying what the logo was. It was just a black logo.
That's about it. Woke up before he caught up. Full disclosure, I had just watched a Rodney Dangerfield clip on youtube before I went to bed. Don't know how looking like an overweight Don Rickles worked itself into the dream though.
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