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Amicable Herculean
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Join Date: Jan 2008
Location: looking for a decent cheeseburger
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Sep 2nd, 2009, 06:48 PM
I rarely remember my dreams, but when I do, they're...interesting. Like last night, when I dreamt that I was Ulysses S. Grant, and that with the help of some kids I discovered a secret floor in the White House where all the other president's ghosts hang out. They had a bunch of future technology, which they entrusted one of the kids to protect. Then the ghosts made us leave without him, and told me they'd burn down the White House if they didn't.
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