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he did it for the damn nookie, and so did i The funniest and weirdest and scariest thing happened in my dream. I was on a bus. Fred Durst and some other guy was also on the same bus. They were sitting across from me. I stood up, went over to them and asked Retarded Durst if I could sit on his lap (shut up, shut up, shut up!). He said yes. I sat down, and almost immediately, I felt his dick against my arse. He had a fucking erection when I sat down! Why did I dream of something so insanely stupid? And Fred Durst, of all losers! Why? Why? Why? For the love of mankind, WHY? I'm so freaked out by that dream. I know I'm sexually deprived and all that, but that sexually deprived? It's almost scary! And in that dream I was like some sort of sex predator or something. I've thought it over, and I've decided that no, I don't want to continue this entry any longer. Suffice to say that I dreamt of Fred Durst, and he got horny because I sat on his lap. Ugh. This dream was simply repugnant. I don't know why I brought the damned thing up.
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