The other night I dreamed about a fish. It was a delicious fish. Don't know if I caught or bought it. I don't know if it was baked, grilled or fried. I just know it was a very good fish.
Last night at work I kept singing pirate songs. "What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor" was my favorite. It surprised me that I knew two verses. "Avast ye' Scurvy Skunks". I made that one up.
Good evening.
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