Okay. So. This is a dream I had this one time. It was a long time ago, so I don't really remember all the details, but I do have a basic recollection of the plot. I'm not going to put in his accent during dialogue. Well, here goes...
A Really Weird Dream
Coach Z walked into a fortune teller's tent. The fortune teller gladly told his fortune, but when he couldn't pay the fee, a curse was placed upon him.
Later on, Coach Z and his daughter were eating at a restaurant. He suddenly felt compelled to draw. Using the only available materials, he scribbled on his menu with crayon. Aparrently, this is a crime punishable by a lifetime in prison. He was promptly taken away, and suddenly everything looked poorly animated.
All the people were blobs, the background was plain beige, and anything important was very simply "drawn" and colored. This lasted for the entirety of the big breakout scene, which went like this:
When a guard passed by, the Coach tricked him into unlocking the gate to his cell. He beat up the genderless guard and took the uniform. He proceeded to escape like this (not all that difficult, since everyone looked alike for the time being).
After that's done, we see him and his daughter in a closed CD store. He's sitting on a rack and she's trying to motivate him to fix this mess.
"You can't live your entire life in a CD store!" she said.
"Yes I can." he retorted.
"What will happen when the store opens in the morning?"
"I got a sweet deal going on. I work here and my pay is staying here for the rest of my life."
"What will you do for food?"
"Will you buy it for me?"
"No."
"Alright you win." He spoke while hopping down from the surprisingly strong rack. "Let's go."
And then I woke up. The dream took a lot longer than it took to write that, even with the fact that my keyboard has a sticky period key and I had to do A LOT of editing to fix that. As for the dream itself, sometimes I swear my subconcious is on crack, since most of my dreams go something like that.