Okay, what the hell, eh?
Last night I had a dream I was in Cambodia, fighting rebels in the name of Britain.
I’m not trying to make a point — none of that makes the least bit of sense. Has Britain ever even had anything to do with Cambodia? Don’t even ask me how I was aware of these facts — sometimes you just know things in that “dream” sort of way without ever having been told them explicitly.
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Ah, were you fighting Pol Pot (or whatever his name was). One bad dude, from what I heard.
Naw, I think it was just regular modern-day Marxist guerillas. Pretty boring, actually.
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