I was at some kind of county fair and Hillary walked up to me and said Hi Dan! (I didn’t know how she knew my name.) I’m Hillary Clinton. Are you going to vote for me?
I told her that I hadn’t decided yet, but wanted to know more about what she stood for. She told me that she had to go to the restroom, but that if I went with her into the bathroom she would talk to me while she took care of business. I followed her into the restroom and she went into one of the stalls. She started talking about her platform but I wasn’t paying attention because I was trying to get the bathroom door locked. I didn’t want to get caught in a women’s restroom with Hillary Clinton.
She came walking out of the stall with a Dole pineapple whip (like they sell at Disneyland). She said, Look what I found in the stall. This is delicious!
I told her that she shouldn’t be eating that because who knows where it came from and who knows how long it had been in there, but she wouldn't listen. I said I had to go, but I would definitely be voting for her. I was lying so I could get away. She thanked me and asked if I knew where to get some ribs.
18 February 2008
10. A Married Man, Happy Father Of One
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This dream conclusively demonstrates to me how lost Hilary would be as president. She asks where to get ribs. She's at the county fair, rib shacks would be everywhere. I wonder if this dream made the guy decide to vote for Barack?
This was my dream, and no, I'm not voting for either one. Go McCain!
That made me laugh for 15 minutes straight...so obviously the dream of a young kid's parent.
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