i have a reoccuring dream for the last week about trying to catch a little monkey that tore around on a moped.
this fucking monkey was fast, and really good at avoiding capture. and when he got by me he would pull wheelies and do donuts and shit.
i hated that monkey.
well last night i had a dream that i clothslined him just as he was about to streak past me. i started yelling at him, GOT YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!!! over and over.
then i realized he was dead. i kept the moped, and everywhere i went people hated me for killing the little monkey cause he made them happy with his moped riding antics and becuase THE MAN couldn't bring him down. that monkey lived by his own rules, etc.
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