Peanut butter dreams.

February 23, 2003 at 9:30 pm, Comments Off


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The most messed up dream last night: Mike and I were in the mafia, and my old film teacher was our boss. We were trying to hide the body of someone we killed in Walmart, and I said something like, “We can chop it up with the chainsaws in aisle 8.”

Meh. Guess it was all those Nutter Butters.


MWR94GT (9:28:46 PM): !
MWR94GT (9:28:54 PM): thats funny
MWR94GT (9:29:56 PM): we could have dressed it up in clothes and put sunglasses on it and pretended it was still alive


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