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* ![]() 4/10/2007
Last night
I had this dream that on my way home from derby practice (yes, I was sweaty and gross) I stopped in a western wear store for a pair of boots. While I'm there the shop gets raided for being a front for a whorehouse. I get taken in in my disheveled state and get mugshotted and printed just as one would, even though I was guilty of no crime they had no way of knowing that.
Samantha, here's the part you'll find most interesting: as this is going on my dream mind wondered if this would end up on fark. Labels: dreams
posted by Leah at 4/10/2007 03:07:00 PM
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1 Comments:
I live in constant fear of meeting my death in such a completely stupid manner that I wind up on Fark. So I feels ya, sista.
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