TIME Magazine dream commercial

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z edge

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It's a crowded street in a busy city (NYC?) and I'm walking through it all when I bump into Bono accidentally.

I'm like "hey Bono, can I get your autograph?" and he smiles and goes "sure". We both search our pockets for a piece of paper for him to sign and come up empty and kind of confused.

Then I spy a newstand a few paces away, So I say "stay there Bono", and I take off like the NIKE commercials and grab the Bono issue of TIME from the newstand while the vendor yells in his best manhattan accent "hey buddy-ya gonna pay for that or what?" as I bolt back to a dazed and confused Bono.

He signs the cover with a smile as I thank him, then our collective attention is turned away to a mob running towards us/him all with TIME copies in hand and screaming madly and it ends with a scared expression on his face as he realizes there is no way out
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LMAO! That was beautiful!

Nice dream buddy. You have a nutty mind.
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So anything happen after the mob? or did ya just wake up?
 
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Thanks for the 'nutty mind' thing, I really do just come up with shit(e) sometimes. I really don't know how it ended or if thats all there was, I sometime dream in my waking hours and realize that I was gone way away somewhere and didn't have a clue to whatever I was doing.
 
LOL That is a weird dream, Z. WTF with the mobs? LOL
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Last night I dreamt that Edge went to my house and he lent me his gee-tar. I was so excited cos he was gonna teach me how to play it. The weird thing is that instead of having strings it had rubberbands
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But that's another show
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i think the mob was everyone collectively realizing it was Bono and grabbing their copy of TIME to get autographed by him
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LOL about the rubberbands!
 
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