In Martin Luther King’s “I have a dream” speech, he shares a lot of dreams he had about racial equality, equal opportunities, and freedom for everyone.
It’s an inspirational speech that still gives people hope in the struggle for civil rights across the globe.
However, if he’d have been taking Vicodin, like I am taking now for a busted elbow, he’d have had dreams of dinosaurs with laser guns fighting in volcanoes, because this crap really fucks up your brain.
I’m not sure that would have helped with civil rights, but it sure would have made for an awesome movie.