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I had the weirdest dream last night.
First I was in a random math classroom with Mrs. Diller, Britton Hopkins and some other kids resembling my CompSci class, and Mrs. Diller was getting us drunk. On some kind of strong alcohol using a strange, pot bongesque container. And then I built a filing cabinet with Mr. O'Connell. Then I ended up out in the boonies with said filing cabinet at a random house. I don't understand what it all means, but whatever. I woke up kinda giggly.
Strange.
Anonymously, tell me a secret.
First I was in a random math classroom with Mrs. Diller, Britton Hopkins and some other kids resembling my CompSci class, and Mrs. Diller was getting us drunk. On some kind of strong alcohol using a strange, pot bongesque container. And then I built a filing cabinet with Mr. O'Connell. Then I ended up out in the boonies with said filing cabinet at a random house. I don't understand what it all means, but whatever. I woke up kinda giggly.
Strange.
Anonymously, tell me a secret.