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Bah, I just have constant dreams of conflicts, revolution and gun battles in random US cities. If there is any chance for sex in my dream, I get cock-blocked by some motherfucker with an Uzi.
Last night I did have a dream that a friend of mine got shot twice in the chest and I was trying to remove the bullets which had fragmented all through his chest in long formations, like they have turn molten when they hit his body. It was weird. Oddly enough, he survived my primitive operation and was fine latter in the dream.
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How to tell a Goff from a Goth:
Goffs think you have to rip off the wings of a butterfly to show your love.
Goths know that love has already broken the wings of a butterfly on a wheel.
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