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teacup of sunshine
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Join Date: Mar 2008
Location: curator of the WTFbus museum
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Mar 31st, 2012, 07:23 AM
I dreamed that I got an envelope in the mail with this official-looking document in yellow carbon-copy paper saying that I was invited to the reading of my great-grandmother's will. I couldn't figure out what the fuck because she's been dead for at least 20 years. In it I was listed as "Poor Granddaughter #2" and I was due to receive 8 dollars.
I went to my mom's house to ask her if she knew why I would be getting this document 20 years later and we had some sort of argument about it in her garden, but I looked down and saw this rock that looked exactly like the siva lingam from Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, and I became so fascinated with that that I forgot what I was arguing about, the end.
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