White american military dad in a bobby car

Date: 8/3/2017

He was there, sitting in his bobby car with his ridiculously long legs and tight white muscle shirt while he was paddling up and down the streets of my old apartment right in front of the pharmacy. Imagine Waluigi in a kart but with style. That guy had a house at that exact street and it was a hot summer day, however his house (despite its mansion size from outside) just had a small, crammed living room with furniture like a winter log. There was a stone fireplace, fur carpets lying around everywhere with tool kits standing around. 4-5 steps downstairs was the high modern kitchen. That dude was an asshole. I tried to find tools in his living room to change his heart into a better person. I also needed these tools for a bigger threat that's all blurry to me now. I remember robotic military units being involved as well, and that the dream felt like i had it for hours.