I don’t remember the context. I believe I was getting ice cream when a man handed me a newspaper with a political cartoon of a fat Castro drooling with a knife and fork in each hand, while some scrawny, stick figure-like Cuban guy is cowering in fear
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I'm sorry but your lathe privileges are suspended for the time being. Nothing personal, it's just your brain is too powerful.
I had a dream a few nights ago that I had a young son and I was trying to hide my disappointment that he didn't want to be a communist