Blurry fade to dream land. I'm in a sort of squished football stadium. The field is the same length, but the width is about the size of two sidewalks; it's very thin for a football field. All there is is a running game, there is certainly no room to pass. Anyway, there are people sitting all around the stadium watching the players fight in the trenches. They are clapping and cheering and I decide to take a look around. Directly behind me sit a group of people dressed exactly like the cookie monster. That's right, blue, fuzzy, googly eyes and that awkward neck body. There was at least 20 of them. The freakin' cookie monster...at a football game! Just wait, it gets better. At this point they start to sing. I can't remember the exact words. but it was something about Bob Dole being in the military and wanting him replaced by some guy with the last name of Gold. I don't know if he actually exists. I don't even know what position Bob Dole was holding. I like the song, laugh, clap, cheer and go back to watching the game as if nothing happened.
Now I ask you, WTF? How did this happen? Is this the point in my life where I get crazy pills? All I know is I want some sort of dream analysis on this, because man, I have no idea what went on in my head.
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