The dream basically consisted of me & Bill Glover (salesman from work) eating donuts at a Hooters! Yeah, a Hooters! And just when Phyllis woke me up, I was getting ready to try a pretzel with whipped cream topping. Weird, huh? And not a wing in sight, but definitely cleavage.
I guess it's a good thing I don't remember my dreams often, eh?
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