By Tré Taylor
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I have been trying to remember my dreams better.
So I have now on my nightstand, a ready pencil and paper that when I wake
up, I can write them down as fresh as I have them.
I wrote in the middle of the night a note which says
"Tré Bo". I had woken up
with a sudden desire to make an exercise video.
I had invented a new martial art and exercise program called "Tré
Bo ", in which people learn how to defend themselves without spilling their
beer. Later, in the harsh cold
light of morning, I realized that I'd probably never be able to get the obvious
representative (Mr. T, "The Toughest Man in the World") involved, and that even if everything else went
well, I'd run the risk of having to appear on a talk show with Richard Simmons.
Some things are just too scary to think about.
But if we must, here an ad campaign idea!
"Hey Fool! Tre`bo is helava Tight! She'll make you feel Outasight! Dam, Tre`bo shod' me how to work my abs without messin' with my Colt 45, she is helava rightous suckas!"
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