Friday, November 5, 2010

Presidents, Death, and flash mobs

I was in a caravan who was hauling President George Washington (yes, the guy with the wig) around campaigning for president in the modern age, along with Abraham Lincoln. I know, they were like, dead in real life, but again  This is a dream.
We went to a church, like one of those open-door spiritualistic ones. The building was big, open, like a group hall or basketball court/gym. George wanted to take a nap, and Abe wanted to go check on the living conditions of the slaves in the area... slaves.. O.o?
so
George goes to bed, and everyone in this church is like 'he's dying! let us pray for him'... and they were saying things like 'oh god our father, please keep Washington alive for us, he is the father of our country and what will we do without his guiding hand..' blah blah blah...
well, I'm watching this whole thing, thinking that, dood, he's already been dead for a few hundred years... and Lincoln was like, 'it's about damn time, stupid wig... get me some of that tobacco' ... i just knew that was what he was thinking...
Washington is laying in a bed, covers pulled up to his ears, still wearing that powdered wig. All these 'spiritual' zealots around him praying, Lincoln looking at his watch, like 'hurry up and die already, I gotta go to an election' And i'm there thinking, wtf.

1 comment:

  1. Makes my heart proud that you are still studying history, even while you sleep!

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