22 June 2009

10:24 am

I'm in a park near my house. There's a sheriff going around to each group in the park checking for drugs. The people next to me are selling marijuana out of a small refrigerator. They leave when they see the sheriff coming around. They forget about a toddler girl. She is running around with a baggie full of pot and Cherrios. I take it and hide it on the bottom shelf of the fridge. The Sheriff comes. I want to go to the bathroom but decide to stay so I can show my i.d. He is throwing around a football with another group. The ball lands near me. I have an idea to store drugs inside the ball. The idea is to twist the ends of the football to open it, but counterclockwise so that no one can figure it out.

Wake.

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