I know I haven't posted any of my bizarre dreams for ages, cuz let's face it, the only more boring than people's dreams is people's problems. But this one was a good one. Jun and I were at a seaside town somewhere in Asia where people were continually trying to shoot at me, until they gave up and sent surfing turtles the size of a three bed semi to chase us through the kampung. Then I was knocked out and woke up to be given a job at a bar/workshop where the owners daughter kept swapping from being Asian to being Australian.
Last time I have curry late at night.
Peace out.
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