Ever have a dream that you’re driving to the north pole to keep the Emperor of Japan from getting assassinated and that this is all totally plausible because the north pole is in the Detroit River up around Mt. Clemens? And that you would surely succeed in your quest if you could stop getting lost and making out with the woman (Monica Potter) riding shotgun in your Honda Civic?
The best part? Even in my dreams I drive a crappy car.
Just kidding, the best part was making out with Monica Potter.