matt vaal’s dream
I pulled an all-night-er last night and before I was going to lay down I fixed this microwavable ”kettle collections” and for some reason the spices or something reminded me of how your Dad’s house smelled. Anyway, it smelled really good so I was thinking about you while I had the lame history channel show on called Only In America with Larry the Cable Guy. So I slip off to sleep and I have this dream that you called me up to be a candy thrower in your wedding. But you wouldn’t tell me who you were marrying and I needed to rent a tux and bring Yags to a beach on Lake Michigan. So me and Yags get there and you walk up with Larry the Cable Guy and you were extremely giddy, and were like, “Sooo Matt, this is my fiance, Larry. You know, Larry the Cable Guy.” So you nudge him and he starts saying “Get e’r Done” and you and Yags are laughing your heads off and flapping your arms around. I then think, “Oh shit, oh no. What has she done? She can’t be okay. She’s gotta be sick.” I try to leave but all our old friend’s from the Mt. Vernon crew were like, “What’s wrong with you Matt? Can’t you tell she’s happy?” And I kept saying, “No, she’s gotta be sick!” So in a last ditch effort to save you, I grab you and pick you up and start running, but get walloped by a policeman and get charged with attempted kidnapping, and then woke up. So thanks for ruining my life!
-Matt Vaal
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