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Well, that was a nice break fromt he crazy! I managed to make it through Sunday and Monday nights without any fucked up dreams. Sorry for the lack of entertainment but not sorry for my subconscious deciding not to mindfuck me. I do, however, have a story for you that will hopefully bring a smile to your faces.

I have a younger brother who's about 28. He has 5 kids...all boys ages 9, 6, 4, 3, and like 10 months old. So he's unloading the dishwasher one day and he feels something poking him in the small of his back, right in the spine. He turns around to see his 3 year old holding a Steak Knife to his back and grinning. All this little shit says is "Tag, you're it" before he drops the knife and runs away laughing some creepy laugh. My brother now thinks his house is possessed...or at least his kid.

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