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mike-1
Bhutanese
Published
Jul 27, 2015
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dream: I was in a house. Somebodies house. Everything was old sorta fancy style. The hallway. "A ledo hallway design.", person said. "Ledo?",I said. "Jarex ledo". .. why's it all like this?, I ask. "Because I like old things.",they said. "Well, zebras are old. Why don't we just get a zebra and eat it if you like old things.? We can hang it and cut off pieces of meat and eat it. And separate it's shoulder. Cut the meat around it." ..very strange. But very funny when I woke.

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