Hello, ruckfules. I had a dream about you last night. We were having coffee. Suddenly, a bunch of black people threaten us to play football with them or else they would kill the President of the United States (who was coming to our school as a special guest). At first we try to run away from them but then they finally catch us. We are now forced to play football with them, and win the match aswell. This wasn't the normal type of football, it was almost just as we could float in thin air, transport to another person just by calling their name, and what not. In the end we win the game a fair 11 - 5, and when we finally tell our coach what happened he just wouldn't believe us. That is when the dream ends.
It was just as cool as me as Sandra Bullock and you as George Clooney in space, (Gravity), if you know.