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:	post by sever at 2008-08-13 12:32:36

One time I went to sleep, and my REMs decided to film a movie for my slumberous entertainment. It went like this:

My Dad, for whatever strange fucking reason, is having dinner at my ex-girlfriend's house (what the fuck?). He is forcing me to go with him, so I reluctantly go inside, which is embarrassing and awkward beyond anything comprehensible, and try to sit down - but every chair I attempt to sit on falls over to the right. Everyone is making conversation about how shitty I am, and then I SPONTANEOUSLY TELEPORT TO A ROOM IVE NEVER BEEN IN BEFORE AND START SHOOTING NATIVE AMERICANS WITH MUSKETS. Somehow I find out I'm in a North Korean hospital and there are rebels trying to steal the sound mixers attached to patients because doctors are purposely misdiagnosing them (brick shitting?). So I help them because I see that someone was diagnosed with "sociology" and I think about how fucked up it would be to be considered ill for being interested in that - but again I SPONTANEOUSLY TELEPORT TO A ROOM IVE NEVER BEEN IN BEFORE AND START SHOOTING NATIVE AMERICANS WITH MUSKETS. And then I run out of gunpowder but there are more Native Americans sitting around in the room. I am on a frantic search for gunpowder to shoot the rest of the Natives with, so someone tells me to go buy some at Hannafords or CVS.

And then I wake up, congratulating my brain on a job well done.

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