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I had a dream that while I was going to get something out of my car, I noticed a Zombie in our garage. I quickly closed and locked the door and then told Dennis:
me: There's a zombie in the garage.
Dennis: What?!? Ewww! How did he get in?
me: Yeah eww! I have no idea. I didn't send him an invitation!
He does nothing.
me: Well, you are going to have to get it out of there, the kids will be home soon.
Dennis: I don't want to. They freak me out!
me: Well he can't just hang out there! They eat the rubber off my tires! Didn't you have the house sprayed? Maybe he will groom himself and die somewhere!
Dennis: ugh! We'res the zombie spray and rubber gloves!?
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Speaking of Dreams....
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I dreamt that I was watching kids in my home again, and I could not get one of the little toddlers to go to sleep... while I turned away to check on another kid, this toddler went and laid down on the top rack of my dishwasher in a plastic cup. WTF?!?!
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