The other night I dreamed I was going into a coffeeshop and Seth Rogen was sitting at an outside table eating a salad. He was wearing a jeans jacket and his skin was sort of bad. I have always admired Rogen’s work so I screwed up my courage, went up to his table and said
And he said, “Yes, I am… having the chef’s salad. You should try it, it’s great.”
And I sort of stood there and goggled and then he was like, “Yeah, no, yes, I’m Seth Rogen.”
I feel proud of my unconscious mind for producing what I actually consider a reasonably Seth Rogen-style gag!