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I was canoing or boating down a river with a bunch of drunken indians. 2 drunken indians to be exact. They werent drunk for sure but they were acting as drunk as I was. At first we were floating down a big wide river. One of them says take a left and the other one said "no its too narror we wont make it" and we both said "just do it" so we took a left and we were going down big waterfalls like whitewater rapids. I was getting that stomach jumping feeling like being on a rollercoaster. We were all shouting some native war song id heard before. I was having as much fun as if I was doing it in real life. After a while we werent canoing on water anymore but we were canoing down paved roads. It was even more fun and we started shouting louder and throwing beer bottles and smashing into parked cars.
Just before we came to a stop there was a soccer pitch to the left and the soccer players were shouting something and I was shouting abuse back at them and throwing beer bottles at them. The canoe stopped at the bottom of the hill and some woman came down the road complaining that we destroyed her car. I told I didnt go near her car and she picked up the canoe and the 2 indians sitting in it disappeared. I thought id gone mad and were hallucinating the 2 natives but then I remembered it was a dream so I didnt care about the woman taking the canoe so I walked off laughing.
