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  1. Last night I had a vivid dream in which I boarded a train with a Marshall amp and rode it all the way to your hometown.
    Upon arrival we plugged Herbert into it, dressed in white spandex and recorded ABBA’s Waterloo on full throttle for the very much missed Friday Uke spectacular.
    While this might seem bizarre or even frightening to you, I’m able to read the latent underlying psychological ramifications of this dream episode.
    Hurry back!

  2. tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.
    No pressure, I’ll just put on my turtle neck and chase the kids through the maze while I wait.

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