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Sarah Palin can see my house from here

Permalink 11/01/10 at 06:50:17 am, by Ed, 114 words   English (US)
Categories: Dreams of a phenytoin addict

I wonder, does the category "Dreams of a phenytoin addict" still apply if I'm on Leveterasitam now? Whatever, it's still a weird dream.

A weird dream in which my eldest brother marries Sarah Palin and they have issue with a prenuptial agreement. I don't remember which one wanted to sign it and which one didn't. It seemed to switch sides, so at one time or another, they both wanted the other to sign it. Which would be less controversial than my dream seems to think.

Nothing against his real wife, I'm not saying she's Sarah Palin. She just didn't exist in this (extremely) far-flung universe where I would invite Sarah Palin over for dinner.

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