if elephants made pigs fly

since the summer began and i have less on my plate, i thought i’d invest my time and money into something practical: disney dreamlight valley. listen, mickey needs me. the valley is a mess, and minnie is gone. i bought the expansion packs because if i don’t separate maleficent and hades, who will? i’m the only one with dreamlight magic to bring everyone back. this is my cross to bear.

speaking of dreams, i had one last night where i wrote a children’s book about a cold polar bear and a warm elephant. the polar bear was too cold to live in the arctic, so the elephant brought it home to the desert. the elephants there play football, but instead of pigskin, they use actual pigs. i, for one, would love to watch an elephant punt a pig into a field goal. game reported by horton, and halftime show brought to you by dumbo. super bowl tickets would finally be money worth spending.

i also had a dream recently where justin bieber tried to kill me, but he accidentally killed himself. there were poisoned drinks, and he switched them around and poisoned himself. i have no prior memory of him in the dream, so either this is one-sided beef or someone hired him. excellent choice. one of us died tonight. it wasn’t me, but death did happen, and that’s what’s important.


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