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I once had a dream where I was driving down main street in a canoe. A duck popped out of nowhere, and I hit it. The duck promptly exploded and started raining minnows.
I distinctly remember waking up and thinking, “Analyze that shit, Freud”
I once had a dream where I was driving down main street in a canoe. A duck popped out of nowhere, and I hit it. The duck promptly exploded and started raining minnows.
I distinctly remember waking up and thinking, “Analyze that shit, Freud”
You wouldn’t happen to be Coach Roy from Bishop Sycamore?
I am quite positive that I’m not.