Every few steps she would yell "I do not have a concealed carry permit!"

We were 🌟-crossed lovers

The conversation intensified. "Who's the father? Because I know it isn't me?" She looked away, sorta ashamed. "You know him." "Sure."

Okay, so I dreamed about some weird things. First, don't judge me. Just enjoy my weird dream world. I had a dream that I was part of a produ

Yes, I took a paw to the crotch

I dreamed about interdimensional bandits that lived in the space between time called deep pockets.

My boss got up and stood at the head of the table, told everyone he agrees, and then moonwalked out of the room to the left.

So I had a lucid dream about Abraham Lincoln. It was brief but here goes. I dreamed that I was overhearing a conversation between Abraham...

The giant, red mech turned and responded in kind with a barrage of its own. I died instantly. That sucked but it's my world so... reset.