MP (militarypenguin) wrote,

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Night of the Living Furries

I had a dream last night that America was going to be destroyed and so we had to fly to Canada on these chairs and an orange ball.

We were led by Mr. Darcy.

As we hovered over Canada we saw a DANCING FURRY (clad in a polar bear suit) and when we landed, we saw several more. Terrified, I retreated to the nearest cabin. My friend Michael was somehow there and we suddenly remembered that we had to take a picture of one of the Canadian furries for school without them seeing us. One of them saw Michael take a picture of him and then cornered me between two houses.

I woke up just in the nick of time.
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