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What was the dream did it make you scream?
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Yeah, now that you mention it. I apparently got distracted and forgot to finish writing the post. Will have to give it another try. Oops.
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I’m on the edge of my chair…and it had to do with… ?
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Did I forget to include the post?
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*scratches head*
M-a-y-b-e. . .
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I had another curious pieced together dream last night. Buildings whose content didn’t belong inside. This one was an old filling station containing a road. At least there was a theme, travel.
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Perhaps you need to change your wine provider. You’re not getting the good stuff. 😀
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What? I sprung for the good stuff I got watermelon flavor.
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I had rhubarb wine once. Gave my mother a bottle and she lusted after it so I gave her more.
Watermelon flavor? Hmm. There’s more to you than brains and good looks. 😀
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Hmm, you have mistaken me for someone else. I have the more, but my siblings would argue the brains.
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😀 😀 😀
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Enough with the late night burritos, already! — YUR
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No good comes of burritos and tequila.
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