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This dream was about D4vd, the singer. I was his mom and I was searching for him.
It was night and I was looking for him. I remember I was in the shady parts of a city that I don't know, and I also remember me going into a convenient store and asking the cashier if they've seen him.
They didn't
But as I keep searching for me, a question popped Infront of me, asking me if I would like to accept or deny a thing. I accepted it.
Then a frog shaped like a pinball came onto the screen, sliding from the ground up and stoping a couple of feet of the ground
So he looked cute but then his eyes turned into those creepy ones you see everywhere in analog horror videos and the backround was a dirty white with stains and black chains around him and another pop up narrated by the same guy who voiced the "You got mail" thing
Well it said that I've been cursed with eating 50 microwaved almost RAW chicken tenders for 10 years, EVERY day or else I DIE
And then the microwaved, almost raw chicken tenders appeared Infront of me. And. I. Ate.
And then I woke up