Weird dream last night: I traveled to North Korea on some state-sponsored tour, and got to meet Kim Jong Il. He was actually a real nice guy! Later, I put his brain into a small dog and smuggled him back to America with me. Of course, the brain-switched dog could speak. We took walks in the park near the house I grew up in in Baltimore. Kim Jong Il: not an uncaring, ruthless dictator; actually a small talking dog.
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