I dreamt I was in some sort of biology class
and I cut the nose and lips off two people and sewed the opposite ones on to each other as 'disguises'.
I kept shouting for a haemostat but they wouldn't give me one. Then I woke up. The end.
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moohalaa, Wed 15 Jun 2011, 9:24,
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My main tactic for lasting longer
has always been to think "Bruce Forsythe squatting on a glass table", but I'm not thinking about letting him retire gracefully and replacing him with Kyle.
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RocketSurgeon is pretending he's still young, Wed 15 Jun 2011, 9:58,
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