Last night I dreamed that teenagers invaded my house and the police took a sweet forever to come and help me get they out. And Drew didn't seem to care when I called him to tell him teenagers were in our house and breaking things.
But Johnny Carson was there. He helped me.
Now why in the world would I dream about Johnny Carson???
What Would Sigmund Freud say about that??!!!
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