Today, I got a call from my ex-wife, demanding that I spend some quality time with our three year-old son, I told her I had a dentist's appointment to go to and couldn't make it today. After she hung up the phone, I went to sleep and dreamt I was in the Super Bowl. In my dream, I caught the winning touch down pass and did a celebration dance in the end zone. Then a talent scout walked up to me, told me he loved my dancing and asked me if I would like to appear in the musical Grease. I said yes and I became a huge success on Broadway, while women threw themselves at me; the sex was awesome. I then won the Republican nomination for president and was elected by a landslike in the 2008 election, it was awesome. I was about to make my election speech, when I was awoken by my smoke alarm; my apartment was on fire. I realized that I had left the oven unattended and in the process the frozen pizza I put in had some how caught fire. Oh, this was indeed a tragedy. Luckily, I had half of box of Lucky Charms in my cabinets or else I would have starved. After eating that delicious bowl of Lucky Charms, I turned on the TV and watched a new episode of Family Guy, it was hysterical.