I had a dream last night that I was cruising along a hilly road in a mostly residential area. I was driving a right-hand-drive car (didn't realize till I woke up though, because having a right-hand-drive in the US is no the norm). I was getting pulled over my a cop on a motorcycle, and he oddly had a handheld stop sign when I looked in my mirrors. We pull over to a larger residential street. The cop got off his bike, put his sign down, and the cop turned out to be Fred Armisen. He told me he pulled me over for "slightly speeding." We then proceeded to have a gay time together, and he let me ride on the front of his motorcycle. I don't think he ever gave me that ticket...
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