I had a dream last night that had something to do with being at hamilton high at a red's game. Everyone was there, and I went to leave in the middle of the game through this pub that was inside the new fine art's wing. They were grilling all of these mets and brats and big red smokies and asking me if I wanted some, and I was all "No way! I've
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your story made me laugh in the mouthal region.
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