I normally do not remember my dreams. To be honest, I don’t think I get a really deep sleep all the time.
This morning I remembered my dream when I awoke, not all of it, just the end
I was walking with a (assumed) friend of mine. We were walking past a group of people when one of them shouted
out to my friend, “Hey Nig…”. I turned around and shot all threee of them.
Wierd, eh?
I’m glad you shot them.
They should clean their mouths out
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