StonedApe

I think the dream started out in my neighborhood. My sister and her friends were gonna go spray paint something. I was there, they needed me for some reason, maybe to drive. They were gonna pay me $10. We drove past the school and I asked them where they were going(i thought this is where they were going to spraypaint). They said St. Ursala(another school). Then one of them sprayed gold spraypaint in my face. This pissed me off a lot. I started swearing and told them they had to pay me $25 now. Then I said $40 and I'm not even gonna help you, that's just to keep me from telling mom and dad.

Then we were in a parking lot. Might have been netty's or some chain restaurant. We were picking up another car. Geoff was there now too trying to calm me down and tell me how tagging is a good thing and I should help them. I told him it can be if it's art, if it's expression, but this is just a bunch of stupid little girls vandalizing shit. Both the cars turned into convertibles. There was this weird part where we were backing out really slowly. I dropped my keys and it looked like they fell on the ground and there was no floor to the car anymore. I reached down and picked them up.

There was another part where we were at one of my sisters;s friends house. It was some boy's. He was a rapper and I remember him saying they can never lay down any serious tracks when the girls are over. I was watching TV. Some commercial was on with this slow intense song and basketball in B&W.