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now for a quick threadjack, my first memory is of a dream. It was in black and white and was about being chased my movie style gangsters with tommy guns and everyhting. i bust through a door and they put a whole mess of lead through the door (which i was on the other side of and therefore concealed). As this happens i jump up and start to gasp and atteact the attention of a woman who i instantly knew to be my sunday school teacher. Set a lifelong presidence for sleepign through class
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