That's right. Mc Hammer is blogging about a recent dream he had:

I walked into the sheriff's office and immediately all eyes were on me. The room went silent and you could hear a rat pissin' on cotton. My dark chocolate skin and my bold jaw line complimented [sic] my broad nose and my full lips. I opened my mouth and simply said, "I'm here to apply for a job as an officer."

Damn, the metaphor's alone are worth the price of admission. Will he list this under church biz or entertainment biz on his taxes?