I woke up and remembered today is the first day of school, next thing I know I'm in a factory. I remember leaning out of the bathroom window and looking to my left to talk to a sink, this sink is a medium between myself and God. It drips water and moves. I then find myself outside where Hudson points out the axe "Spiked Up" styling putty in a pile of garbage. I tell him I don't need it. I was in line for something big. Brian Branstetter is behind me in line giving me mean looks.
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