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guys, you don't even want to know how weird my dreams get... i swear, you don't want my dreams. we're talking battling satan and his forces in his bid to take over Earth, same with aliens, then we have dreams where i jump from place to place and they are not connected at all. i try to forget them because most are simply not worth remembering...
damn, sounds like a conselling session!
so doctor, what's wrong with me? bah...
but yeah, i hope a falcon wins bathurst this year! i know radisich can do it, and so can lowndes!
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