ALL DAY I DREAM ABOUT RON

God forbid if this blog starts being about dudes dreams. I will throw up. Unless you're my girl I generally don't ever want know or hear about your thoughts while you're asleep. Ewwww. What's that Bro? You were dreaming about being at your grandma's place and you were eating spaghetti? I don't fucking care. However, there are exceptions: Paul charming the pants off the Olsen twins and having Rudy Giuliani menacingly point at him is a dream worth my time. Or, for example, my dream last night: I was chillin' in some generic High School Setting. I was inside a raucous auditorium and the School talent show was taking place....... Kinda boring right? But then who should enter stage left? Ron Artest. That's right Ron-Ron. Dude walked on stage and started just belting out and singing on some real heartfelt R&B tip. It was crazy. He was killing it! Everyone in the Auditorium was clapping and singing and all I could think about doing was text messaging fools to be like "Yo Ron-Ron is doing his thing at this talent show!" Which is weird because no one had cell phones when we were in high school.