pizza before sleeping equals

12Nov09

Last night I had a dream that my roommate was betrothed to none other than Barack Obama (yes of course, some poetic license is clearly at work here).  She brought me along to be her right hand woman while she married him in a lavish foreign ceremony.  We were staying in a Trump Tower-like fortress with golden [...]

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