The Living Rockumentary

"A Dream......" (Oh, Christ, Henning you make me feel so infererior with your fancy thought bubbles).
I was walking around a field located near some kind of power plant or factory with my best frind from 5-8 grade, Jim Matzouranis (the guy who's dad had an awesome record collection, and so we got into the Who, Zeppelin, the Beatles etc together. Then he kept getting good grades and playing sports, and I stopped that and started playing music).
So, it's present day and we're catching up on things ( I haven't seen him in 12 years), walking around the fields with barbwire every once in a while. We're reminicing about the total spazzes we were. He takes out a pack of cigs and lights one. I say, "hey, could I bum one?" And he gives me one. He holds out a match and the cigarette lights, but there's a lot of sticky smoke, like burning sugar or something. The end of the cig begins to bubble, like blown glass, but it's more sweet candy smelling. It gets huge and suddenly fish appear in the bubble, swimming around. It lasts about 2 minutes while Jim and I watch. Jim says, "dude, what have you been up to the last 12 years?". Eventually it burns down, but now I don't feel like smoking it, fearing fish shit contamination in my lungs. Then, swear to god, my alrm went off and it's Steve Sanderson (Drunk Stuntmen) singigng "won't you please get out of bed?". If it was anyone else, I woulda hit snooze.