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Feb. 11th, 2009 10:06 amI just had a very odd dream, of which I remember about the last minute and a half.
It was Sharc Christmas, and Fergus had gone out for some sort of ethnic food, and brought back leftovers. He was showing Rhi some weird soup, who said, "Oh, that's dashishencock! T likes fennel. She's like a #9 groupie, she follows it on tour through Vermont and most of upstate New York!"
"True," I said, "What's dashishencock?"
"It's a soup made from Magic Hat #9 and dropped egg whites," Rhi said.
I agreed that it sounded delicious, and Fergus replied by offering me some foam cut-outs of egg whites, but not the soup.
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I have weird dreams.
It was Sharc Christmas, and Fergus had gone out for some sort of ethnic food, and brought back leftovers. He was showing Rhi some weird soup, who said, "Oh, that's dashishencock! T likes fennel. She's like a #9 groupie, she follows it on tour through Vermont and most of upstate New York!"
"True," I said, "What's dashishencock?"
"It's a soup made from Magic Hat #9 and dropped egg whites," Rhi said.
I agreed that it sounded delicious, and Fergus replied by offering me some foam cut-outs of egg whites, but not the soup.
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I have weird dreams.
