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thank you, tylenol pm.

last night i dreamed paul took me to a down warehouse — you know, where pillow manufacturers shop for the finest in goose fluff. i jumped into a gigantic pit of it. to my surprise i bounced very high, and when i landed, there was no shock at all. just lovely soft bouncing, higher and higher.

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That wasn't down, it was Flubber!

you know, that would explain a LOT.