I had this weird/cool dream last night. I was walkin around listening to Pollards "Not In My Airforce" on my iPod when I ended up at some random house. Pollard walks out with 7 bottles of beer sticking out of the pocket on his shirt. He came over and asked what I was listening to, and I hold up my headphones. He bopped his head to Maggie Turns to Flies. He says he wants to drink some lotions with us.
I go running into this basement to find Ned and Gary to tell them that Pollard wants to drink with us, but I woke up.
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