So last night I chowed down on pot sandwiches. A few leaves between a couple of slices of bread with some mayo slathered on. They were delicioso.
It was the most interesting dream I've had in a while.
Urza, Barrin, Chace and I were all chowing down while my parents were away. They showed up and we had to move stuff in. Talk about not being able to walk or talk.
We were so out of it. It was nice.