I don't know what brought this on (I also don't know why I'm blogging about it before I leave for work). It might've been the plate of chicken fingers I ate right before bed, it might be because my subconscious has a sick, sense of humor.
Last night, I had a dream about MESSI.And it wasn't like a dream where I was a fighter pilot and eventually
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