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I have the wierdest and most non-sensical things happen in all my dreams.
I remember one about a car sliding into the road, and getting smashed by a truck, and suddenly being in a supermarket.
Personally, my dreams never make sense. Once, just once, I had a psychic dream, but that still made no sense.
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I think Pringles initial intention was to make tennis balls. But on the day that the rubber was supposed to show up, a big truckload of potatoes arrived. But Pringles is a laid back company. They said "Fuck it. Cut em up." -Mitch Hedberg, '68-'05
Bauer's the man.
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