Last night Britney Spears and her husband were in my dream.
I saw them at Wal-Mart.
To hide, she doesn't wear makeup in public. However, people still notice her. But they're not fans, they're friends. They all hug when they meet.
Her mom lives near here.
She apparently knows a lot of regulars from The Annex, hey, she knew "Danimal".
Her husband doesn't talk much.
She knows my good friend Kelly, I guess they grew up together or something.
We all went out to eat together. And guess what... I'm a better tipper.
I told my good friend Stacey all of this. She asked if I'd been smoking crack.
1 comment:
yes, this confirms all your weirdness. the linguistics was the first hint, this definitely confirms you've got issues.
are you going anywhere for thanksgiving? i'll be in town, can we hang?
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