Bad dreams.  Ignoring me in group pictures session.  There was also one who looked slightly like her.  She knew she looked slightly like her.  She knew I knew.  Everybody knew she looked slightly like her.  Everybody knew that I knew.  What?  I'm just standing here.  What? Oh no, I'm just thinking about something else. Mind your own businesses.  Wankers.  She's hiding too. I don't think doc can help me.  I've done ate too many cookies. I guess it was delicious.  You should be able to copyright sex.  When others are doing it, you get paid.

I'm a genius.  Turned pain into pleasure.  I never have to apply for another job again.
- What the hell does that even mean?  Everybody halt: He had another dream. (murmurs)
...oh no
...yea, I heard it too, another dream
...there was a green inflatable kangeroo that turned into his pet
...his pet, you say?  No kiddin'
...you think we'll see any overtime for this?
...a green one?
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...no my paternal grandmother—of course it was a kangeroo!

Quiet you.

Psychiatry and cunnilingus brought us all to this.

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