Last night I had a dream I had a can of WD-40 for lunch. That’s right, I’m sitting in this cafeteria, and there’s the can on my tray, and I pop open the lid and squirt it into my mouth like breath spray.
This morning, I woke up with a wicked sore throat.
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#1 by Dare on Tuesday, June 13, 2006 - 4:10 pm
BTW: you’re out of WD-40