Everything was fine until the blue facepaint.

Cripes Tam, I thought I had screwey dreams…

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Everything was fine until the blue facepaint.

So I dreamed that I was back selling cars again, except this time at a Pontiac dealership, which also had, for some reson, a pistol range in the service bays. Which was kinda cool, actually. For some reason I had one of those early ’90s Bonneville SSEi’s that was weird in that none of the little chiclet button switches had fallen off the dash or steering wheel.

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~ by Normanomicon on April 9, 2011.

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