So I dreamed last night that T.’s very laid back dad was a homicidal maniac who chopped up her mom and was now trying to kill us.
Huh.
At least I saw a number of old friends in that dream.
And had a Snickers bar.
So I dreamed last night that T.’s very laid back dad was a homicidal maniac who chopped up her mom and was now trying to kill us.
Huh.
At least I saw a number of old friends in that dream.
And had a Snickers bar.
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frozen snickers?
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