Last night I had a dream that I was walking down Easton Ave looking for some sort of party, but it was busted by the cops. Except it was 3 PM and the party was full of middle aged people fleeing.
I also went to some diner/pizza place to get mozzarella sticks, and somehow they charged me $40, and it was cause they were trying to give me 2 pizzas and some burgers and other stuff, so I was like no no no, just the sticks. And the lady at the counter gave me attitude, but I got just the sticks. And then the next person behind me ordered mozzarella sticks too.
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