Last night, I dreamt that I was Peter O'Toole's assistant. He needed me, but I was asleep on the sofa. So he threw a cricket ball at my naked feet to wake me up.
Then I woke up, and couldn't get back to sleep for 2 hours. And now, nothing will ever be the same again.
Thursday, February 08, 2007
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Wow, that's the longest comment I've ever gotten. I woulld be happy to embrace Jesus as my personal savior if he will promise to bring back RC Draft.
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