Last night I had a dream that I was friends with a talking walrus. Not even just a walrus who talked, a walrus who talked and was a really good girlfriend. She had a really great sense of humor and was one of those girlfriends who was a lot of fun to go out with, kinda like Julia or the Silly Bitches. The only thing that was kind of annoying about her was that she would always want to point out my nose and my cheeks because they taught her that at Sea World.
Damn, dude. Sometimes I wonder what the fuck is going on in my head.
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