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The dream police that live inside of my head

  • The dream police that live inside of my head were unable to stop me from dreaming I was an alpha wolf. At night my pack would run through the forest and over the snowy hills search
  • ing for fresh meat, beer and pretzels. My wolf pack trotted through the wintry dream forest, and then we scented the delicious monkey peeps leaving the crazy dreams of their
  • past life in the lush green jungle. Being the alpha male of the wolf pack, I was leading the dreamy journey into this wintry wonderland of misplaced animals. Our ferocious appetite
  • was constant and soon, I realized, yeah I'm the alpha male of the wolf pack, but I am also a slave to my hunger. I'm not in charge, my hunger is. This saddened me.
  • Famished and dejected I lead the wolfpack into The Camp of The Stranger. On either side the infinite chasm hummed it's eldritch music but here in the camp there was a damp silence.
  • Squiggy was one of Cthulhu's children, and he was dating a human boy named Trevor. But instead of eating his brains, Squiggy was madly in love with Trevor. All of his tentacles
  • trembled when Trevor walked by. "Don't be a drip, Squiggy," Lenny said to him, "you're the spawn of Cthulu and he's human. It'll never work." Deep inside, Squiggy knew that Lenny
  • was wrong and flung his soda in Lennys' face and it made him urinate all over himself
  • until his pee cascaded to the floor and a small band of marching mops came to clean it up. Lenny was laughing now, his teeth large and rotting from too much soda. He couldn’t clean
  • the stains from the floor, the borrowed rabbits accidentally crushed. Lenny's mental health issues contributing to this sorry state. His friend George shot Lenny, a last resort.

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