I dreamt I kept meeting Christians. We’d go out for breakfast. I’d always order the chocolate chip waffles. They’d always order the eggs.
and the same night...
I dreamt my friend walked into the room and told me she went to the local titty bar and did the licking table. She said, “I went in, and all the old guys thought, ‘Oh that girl! She’s a lookyloo,” but then I went over and climbed up on the licking table.”
“What was it like?”
“It was kind of disgusting.”
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