Hey, Clinton, you invaded my dreams the other night. You were throwing a party and invited any fans in the area to come on by. I was vacationing in the area and decided to go for it. I arrived at your house (converted from an old ticket station - amazing) and you were making faces through the window until Stacy walked by and told you to stop it. I went inside for a tour with some other people, and I noticed that everyone was dressed for a tropical theme. I looked down at myself, and I was wearing A MAROON SWEATSHIRT AND KHAKI PARACHUTE PANTS. Completely mortified, I quickly left! The End.
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