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Oh [censored], one of his aliases is Jim. Im pretty sure I know that guy.
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Oh [censored], one of his aliases is Jim. Im pretty sure I know that guy. [/ QUOTE ] I hear springtime in Memphis is very nice. |
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Last night I dreamed I was in bed with my wife, getting ready for some sexytime. A guy from high school, who I hardly knew, kept coming up and pressuring her for sex. I was like GTFO, but my wife eventually gave him a bj.
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I dreamed I won an Uzi in a raffle. You can probably imagine what happened next.
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im so sad i rarely dream anymore, like once every 6months or so i'll have a dream that i can remember. usually they are really good though and when i wake up i wish i didn't and could have stayed asleep forever.
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nah i slept for 10 hours last night and had like 3 looong dreams. awesome. flying, sexytime, you name it.
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Last night I dreamed about that girl from soph year that I'm 25% sure is the love of my life again, although I don't remember stuff as clearly...there was still definitely some very weird stuff in play. I remember something about going to a movie with my mom and my sister and paying $4k for a ticket, but then deciding we wanted to see something else so we paid $3k for a different movie, and then before it starts some other dude I don't know is there and he's talking to me and says something about my sister and I completely seriously say "dude, if you even think about it, I swear to god I will [censored] kill you" and apparently my mom didn't like that so we leave (thus forfeiting movie tickets worth $7k but that ain't no thing for some reason...balla?) and then my mom gives me a huge angry lecture about how I deal with girls because I can't tell them how I feel (which obviously isn't true, wtf?).
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