When I was little I had this dream a lot where I was walking down the street and a cop would pull up to me and ask if I were some person, and I'd say that I'm not because I wasn't, but the cop wouldn't believe me, and so I'm like, "go to my parents, they'll tell you who I am." and so he'd take me to my parents, but they were to busy doing other things to tell the cop who I was.
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