07-18-2017, 06:15 AM
(This post was last modified: 07-18-2017, 06:16 AM by Drunk Monk.)
ED & I are going down a long hallway to a movie theater. We're excited to see whatever we're going to see. We get to the end and it's a dead end, and the floor is strangely bouncy, like it's a trapdoor. ED is delighted at this and starts jumping up and down on it gleefully.
Cut to new scene - I'm at a hotel where a reggae festival is being held. It's a series of small connected rooms, each with its own dj. I get my headphones and start moving from room to room, trying to find the best groove. The phones are weak, not much bass. I go outside and it's morning already. I'm bummed that I didn't sleep. I look for breakfast but all there is is ice cream.
Cut to new scene - I'm at a hotel where a reggae festival is being held. It's a series of small connected rooms, each with its own dj. I get my headphones and start moving from room to room, trying to find the best groove. The phones are weak, not much bass. I go outside and it's morning already. I'm bummed that I didn't sleep. I look for breakfast but all there is is ice cream.
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