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jadedmusingsSooo, I apparently either ate or drank something really awesome last night because my dreams involved traveling back in time to the 1970's, a pet orangutan, Elvis Presley, public role-playing, and a license plate belonging to an early model Lincoln. Oh, and the orangutan had ticklish feet, but was too big for me to carry around like a baby.
Yeah, I don't even know where to start. My inner Freud is throwing his hands up in the air and saying, "You know what? This shit is too twisted even for me." Just imagine it with an Austrian accent.
Okay, I've put off sorting my laundry long enough.
Yeah, I don't even know where to start. My inner Freud is throwing his hands up in the air and saying, "You know what? This shit is too twisted even for me." Just imagine it with an Austrian accent.
Okay, I've put off sorting my laundry long enough.
