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I just remembered something today and had to laugh about it.

A while back, when I broke my foot, I was on some heavy pain medication for the first few days. It got to a point where I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or awake and apparently had dreamed an entire conversation with Heather about wanting some cereal and I got increasingly upset that no one was helping me make the cereal.

Has anything like that ever happened to you?

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I'm not going to say yes or no.

I'm just going to say, you know those mushrooms that grow on those little crabmonsters?

Don't eat them.

I'll take your word then.

I could give you a recipe for Persim zest tea if you ever need to relax.

You make tea out of those fancy cats?

No, it's one of the berries for Pokemon.

Oh. Well, that's better. But I thought eating those made you sick.

It depends on which ones you eat and if you actually eat the whole berry. I've started working with just the rind and the bad side effects aren't as prominent.

I don't know if screwing around with that stuff is brave or stupid. Why not just stick to the normal fruit that you know isn't going to make you puke?

oranges can't make the wallpaper look like a waterfall

Shit. Look, I'll tell you one thing. If the furniture starts talking to you, don't do what it says.

oh trust me ive learned my lesson when it comes to weird urges in this place

Uh oh. What did it try to make you do?

made me think diving off the roof to catch a pidove was a good idea

One of those squishy little birds? That's not even worth it.

no you don't understand

this was Fat Stanley.

my friend and I have been trying to catch him for like two years

you have a bird vendetta

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