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Dear Diary,
I had a dream.... I'm really scared. I see dead people. Honestly, I dreamt that I was back in Cuba and Fidel Castro and Sadaam Hussein were fighting to the death over me. Britney was tied up and screaming, my dad was betting on the fight, my mom was drowning in the pool nearby, and Hiney was slobbering on me. Sadaam Hussein had Castro in a sleeper-hold and was ready to nuke Castro. Just then , the chupacabra came and bit Hussein's head off. Castro won and saved my mother from drowning. My dad's head was shot off by the nuke and then the chupacabra raped and killed Britney. Castro and my mom got married, and as we were celebrating Janet Reno came and told the US Army to take us all down for killing Britney Spears. The Army pointed guns at our heads when the chupacabra turned into Pikachu. The Army was suddenly surrounded by kindergardeners with rifles and their moms, telling them that if they shot Pikachu they would be exposing kids to violence. Then the moms were surrounded by trigger-happy angry schizophrenics and NAMBLA. This kept on going until Pikachu thundershocked everyone. I hopped on his back and we flew away. |
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