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My most vivid dream was when I was about 10.
I loved Scooby Doo. Loved. I watched the show everyday and had t-shirts, etc.
So I dreamed that I was at my kitchen counter, making a sandwich...with Scooby and Shaggy. It was a grand old time, we were laughing and having a good time.
Then Scooby totally snapped, and started howling and whatnot, and Shaggy turned into this horrible beast thing, scary as hell.
They chased me around the counter, and we started going faster and faster until we were going, like, 100 miles an hour.
Then we exploded.
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