(February 10, 2017 at 8:19 pm)Rhondazvous Wrote: Last night I had a terrible dream. I dreamed I was being chased by a coffin. It was chasing me all over my house, laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Har har har har. A little voice told me to go in the bathroom. But I said no I can’t go in the bathroom. I’ll be trapped. So I kept running and the coffin kept chasing me, gaining on me. I tried to get out the front door but it blocked the way. Laughing a horrible coffin laugh. Lar lar lar lar. And the little voice said go in the bathroom. Go in the bathroom, fool. So in desperation I ducked into the bathroom. The coffin laughed. You’re mine now, baby. I was so scared. There was nowhere to go. No way out. The coffin was coming closer and closer. I reached into the medicine cabinet, pulled out the cough syrup and the cough syrup stopped the coffin.
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