they call me the streak: a friday funny
Last night I dreamt that I was taking a shower in a huge studio apartment. I could see the living space, a bed, a kitchen, and the front door as I was sudsing up my hair.
Of course, in walked the entire Obama family. Barak totally ignored me, the kids ran in, and Michelle pranced right by. The president asked a question to someone in the apartment, and I knew the answer, so I responded while I quickly tried to rinse off. He said thank you.
So I’m standing there, motionless and naked in the shower, and I didn’t have a towel. I didn’t want to streak across to the bed area without permission first, so I said, “Psst! Madame Obama!” I did this in a very loud whisper, and I have no idea why I called her madame.
“Psst! Madame Obama! Do you want me to go get some clothes on?”
She looked at me like I was an idiot and said, “Yes, I would like for you to do that.”
I felt extremely embarrassed the whole rest of the dream.
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