Dreamed President Monson was in town to give a sermon. There was a full-house in a five-story rotating stadium, hundreds of thousands of people showed to hear him speak. My GF had invited me to attend, and I was quite honored to be present at this solemn occasion. Somehow, we'd gotten into the same room as President Monson with his entourage and security detail. He was wearing a dark blue three-piece suit with a white boutonniere stuck into his lapel. I was rather awed to be near such celebrity.
That's when he started making funny mouth noises like Curly from The Three Stooges, and kicking his heels up like the Governor from The Best Little Whorehouse in Texas. It was a musical number, not a sermon! When he'd finished with "The Sidestep" he launched into Chicago's "When Velma Takes the Stand."