I had some very weird dreams last night. Granted, I was sick and had a head ache. First, I was in the hospital for an operation of some kind. Somebody I know grabbed my penis and--stop reading if you're squeamish--pressing their lips to the end, blew up the foreskin like a balloon.
Then, I had a dream that I was on a balcony, yelling down at a friend that we were in a deity free zone. He threw his drink of water at me. I then yelled that was what my brother did in response too.
I left a water park because I was angry at my family for a dispute, about nothing really. Cindy had been driving on wet roads and didn't notice the cars ahead losing traction. When I pointed out that they were freestyling, by brother corrected me and said they were just styling. That was the argument.
The fourth, I have just now, at this moment, as I type, forgotten.
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