I have got to go back to the doctor and get my meds changed.
Last night I dreamed Matt Witt was in my front yard, singing and dancing around my flagpole.....
Nekkid.
I yelled at him to " Put some clothes on" and he just laughed....And said, " I'm Dean Martin."
I shot him in the "pills" with a BB gun.
Last thing I remember in the dream was he was hollering and running down the KCS train track.....Still nekkid.
I got to get a new prescription.
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