Weird. Earlier today as I took a mid afternoon nap I dreamt about WB turning into some bum.
Dream:
I was in some West African country. Needed a place to stay so I checked into a mid size hotel. The outside looked decent, but the inside was run downed. Saw a group of big Africans guys (but wearing clothes like that of American blacks) taunting a white guy in the hallway. The white guy was a loser going around asking for change, meth, and the such. The scenery changed a little and we all were in a big room now with beds all over to the right side of the wall. One of the blacks (looks like a bigger version of Ice Cube) sucker punched the white guy as he turned his back to walk away after unsuccessfully pand handling and so went flopping face first onto the bed, ko’d cold, snoring. I felt bad for the guy. And as my eyes focused in more I realized that was WB Stephen Thompson. I felt obliged to do something, like kicking the attacker in the face, but then he had like 5-6 guys with him and no doubt they were going to swarm me. They looked like they were about to attack me anyway even I didn’t provoke them. F*ck. What I am suppose to do, I thought to myself. Gotta come up with a plan to save WB... So what did I do? I went over and hugged WB, shook him trying to wake him up so he can fight for both of us, lol. It did not work. He’s totally out, like “not gonna wake up until next week” out... Uh oh, my turn next for a beating, I thought.
I woke up, and realized it was just a dream. Wheewwfff. Hopefully WB doesn’t turn into a junkie bum.