My WeirdMacGyver Dream

I had a dream that I was MacGyver, except I didn’t get to do anything scientific. Instead I flew businessmen through a cave in a helicopter, stopping only so they could gleefully destroy a scale model of London made from Fabrige eggs by kicking at it from their seats. Because, apparently, that’s what ’80s businessmen do.

Honestly, I think I’ve had this dream before.

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