I slept las night and I dreamt of things. Some of these things were evil, and they frightened me. An example was dreaming that I was Mario. A: that would make me Italian. B: I'd be super short until I did mushrooms (then I'd be high). C: I'd have a brother named Luigi who makes the best Italian Ices around. I guess that's a good thing.
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