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April 19, 2010

I dreamed last night that Daryl invited someone for dinner (that right there is pretty dreamy because he’d never do such a thing), but anyway, he invited this youngish guy and his wife, and the youngish guy had what looked like a tommy gun or some kind of semi-automatic weapon and somehow I got into a shootout with neighbors and took out, oh, a couple dozen of them. I was a surprisingly good shot, everyone thought so. Then we went to the back yard where we were going to eat, and the wife took a phone call and presumably the caller asked her if we were barbecuing and she told the person no, they were going to have to eat just vegetation.

posted by Deron Bauman in food, friends, from the comments, vegetables, war | * | 2 comments

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Sheila Ryan on April 19th, 2010 at 1:05 pm

There. You see? Self-defense, pure and simple.
Cindy Scroggins on April 19th, 2010 at 1:28 pm

I just realized that this dream pretty well sums up the full range of my personality.

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