I once had a dream about two brother inventors who were trying to build a cheaper space rocket but they were struggling so the fun brother (in my dream he was played by Ryan Reynolds, I shit you not) spent the last of their money developing a prototype of some roller skates that played music, but only while you were moving. He was dressed in pink booty shorts and was trying to sell preorders of his musical skates at an LGBT pride festival but it’s not going well.

Then his brother bawls him out for wasting their money and declared their partnership over. Ryan Reynolds can’t talk him back, and walks offoff, but he’s walking awkwardly on the grass with his skates, and because they aren’t rolling continuously, he is just sadly shuffling over the grass while his skates play, in broken spurts and stops, that “Firework” song from that American woman singer.

There was more to the dream, it was movie length and extremely vivid, but that was the funniest part.

So in my dream I invented shitty musical roller skates that even a gay Ryan Reynolds couldn’t sell at a pride fest.