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  • Me and my mates were once watching the pick of destiny and having some beers, went home and played some Doom III and eventually feel asleep on the old bean bag.

    I dreamt of racing a demonic biker through the traffic and I remember if I lost I would have had my legs chainsawed off by the demon. I remember my ex-girlfriend in some sort of support car, throwing me weapons. It was all rather odd.

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