I had a dream that I was in a monastery, and I met this monk, and we sat down and started eating. Well, I reached for a cup to drink some water, and the monk grabs my hand and says. "Don't drink from there. That's where the evil donkey lives." I was like. "What?" he says, "Look inside." So, I look inside the cup and there is a tiny donkey eating hay.
Then I woke up.
Yes, this was actually a dream.
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"Its when murder is justice that martyrs are made"
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