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So basically, about 3 days ago I had this dream that all the clocks were wrong and I didn't realize until i was like an hour late for work. For some reason I had a good ass scooter, like electrical scooter, not a Mo-ped, a scooter that went like 100mph. Anyways, I got lost and ended up breaking the handle bars by falling? idk. But I then stumbled upon this like farmer dude and asked if he could fix it. (now for some reason the handle bars were made out of wood? so I figured he could like.... glue em idk). He said "Unfortunately my tools are all busted up, I wouldn't be able to even if I wanted to." and I'm like panicking because I don't wanna lose my job, so I ask if he has a spare anything, and this mother fucker goes "yeah, an old Toyota but the tires flat" and I'm like... I DONT GIVE A FUCK, GIVE ME THE CAR??????? then I woke up.