I don't know how many of you have weird dreams (Fantasy,maybe?). With all that is going on in Murderapolis, I had a weird dream. I was transported back to July 1971. I did actually grew up 1/2 a block from Plymouth Ave. N. I am walking down Plymouth and I am a White pimp. I am wearing a pink leisure suit with a pink felt hat. I am walking with two beautiful Black ladies with their arms wrapped around my arms. These ladies have big afro's, large hoop earrings and they are wearing halter tops and skin tight  bell-bottoms ( Like Pam Grier or Tamara Dobson ( Cleopatra Jones). They are my bodyguards with eighth degree black belts. We are strutting down Plymouth Avenue like Richard Pryor and Gene Wilder in Stir Crazy. We are going to our crib to get down on it. Can you dig it?  

It seems like you want to. Just don't expect that blaxsploitation 70's movie feeling. Ya dig?

Where's Rod Serling when you need him.