DEAR CREEM Whether you are a doctor or not, I wish you would analyze some dream's: 1) I dreamt that Fred Flintstone was singing “COCONUT” while dancing down the street of Bedrock and 2) My brother dreamt that people had Jethro Tull albums between their legs. TRUE!!!
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DEAR CREEM
Whether you are a doctor or not, I wish you would analyze some dream's:
1) I dreamt that Fred Flintstone was singing “COCONUT” while dancing down the street of Bedrock and
2) My brother dreamt that people had Jethro Tull albums between their legs. TRUE!!!
Sincerely,
Sick and Sick’s Brother, Stupid
Howard, Rhode Island
(1. This dream means that th& revolution is coming; 2. You will meet John Forsythe: -Ed.)
RX FOR FAILURE
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