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Beloved Cunt
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Join Date: Oct 2004
Location: San Antonio, TX
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Dec 31st, 2008, 11:02 AM
2 years ago I had a really nasty falling out with my parents. A year passed by and I still haven't seen or even talked to my parents at all.
In my dream one day, I decide to surprise my parents by going home on leave unexpectedly. I walked into my dad's garage to see him working on his car. I tried to say hi to him but he ignored me.
I walked into the house and into the kitchen to find my mom doing the dishes. She turned around and gave me a blank stare. I smiled and said, "It's me, your son, WhiteRat." My mom turned back to the dishes as I repeated my greeting. After a few short moments she turned around, this time with tears streaming down her face and said, "Who?"
That's all I remember from the dream, but I felt so disturbed by it that a few days later I buried my ego and finally reconciled with my parents. I still vividly remember that dream to this day, even down to the clothes I was wearing in it.
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...and so Hurley said: "Get your money, man. Don't be no couch potato hustla."
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