The other night I had a dream about a bunch of kids putting on a play about mice. I was one of the kids, but I didn’t want to be in the play and they forced me to take part. So I didn’t learn my lines and drug my feet, but still they wouldn’t find someone else. At the dress rehersal I didn’t really know what was going on, or why anyone was doing anything, and then they were like “Why didn’t you learn any of your lines?” and I was all “I told you I didn’t want to be in your stupid play.” Then they were all panicing and throwing a fit because no one else knew my part. I didn’t feel bad because I told them not to include me, but they forced me into it. Woke up before they decided what to do.
456 Wayne Brady.
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