REPOST from Jan. 5, 2008
Let me tell you why I don't eat this late at night when I have to go to bed soon after. The dreams...oh my god the dream I had last night/early this morning.
Ok so Melody and I were at an ATM machine in an old neighboorhood that I grew up in...it wouldn't take my card for some reason and then somehow I got a vius in my accounts? Whatever...all hell broke loose....the ATM discharged a can of mace under my car and the smoke got all inside the car as I took off....then the police.
They chased me through I don't know how many states...finally they caught up to me in some building that I was staying in....they shot me about 30 times in the ass with some kind of new gun that has some kind of sleep agent...small little metal things...I don't know....somehow I escaped that too....then I realized somehow that I was wanted in 10 counties for stealing and what-not...apparently someone stole my identy....
So I ended up at this "safe" town that I always go to whenever I am in trouble...everyone knows me there and I'm friends with everyone...people that i've known over the years, those I went to school with..ect...it's a Twisted Metal/Tony Hawk kind of town...
So I go into the main bar there and everyone is sleeping...but then I hear the main bell in town.....
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