Saturday, December 27, 2008
bonus
That dream made me remember this one from weeks ago. I was in a house and it was the annual day where they trashed the house. These guys had developed a tradition that on one's birthday, they just trashed the place. They had beer and food, and it was a big party. I walked into the house and they were burning things and taking baseball bats to tile and things. Everyone was having a lot of fun, and no one seemed to be bothered by the destruction. By the end, most of the distinguishing features of the house had been reduced to rubble, and I had a hard time finding a drink amongst the ruin.
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