I had an earache last night.
Then, I dreamt that while hanging out with two of my former TA’s in my bed (not in a sexy way) one of them took a swig of Ipecac, looked me right in the eye and started to projectile vomit all over the place.
When I woke up this morning, I overheard Bob sleep talking.
“Eating peanut butter off my fingers,” he said.

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