This dream was very much like an ’80s John Hughes movies or something. There was a girl I was in love with (portrayed in the dream by an actress I know who shall remain nameless because I don’t know her well and I’m old enough to be her father probably). We were all at a big party and Will Ferrell was there too. It was no secret how I felt about her, but she walked up to Will and said “You wanna go bang?”
Will looked over at me, kind of sheepishly and was like “Well, I mean, that might be kind of awkward…he really likes you.”
And so, in a truly ’80s movie kind of way, I delivered some noble monologue along the lines of “Look, any guy she wants to…” I paused, starting to say “make love to” but hesitating, wondering which term to use.
She enthusiastically jumped in with a thrusting hips motions and said “Bang!”
I continued, “…bang, is the luckiest guy in the world and would be a fool to pass that up.”
He kind of shrugged and then off they went together, presumably to “bang.”
I started to walk out of the party totally dejected feeling like “This is what you get for being a good, noble guy.”
Then I slapped my forehead and felt like an idiot realizing that I should have said “Hey, look, Will is married with children, so that’s not really cool.”
Cue credits to some ’80s music as the camera cranes up.