It’s exceedingly rare that I remember my dreams

But last night, tadalafil sovaldi sale I remembered two of them.

The first had me in a dual to the death with a humanoid robot. Both of us used epees that telescoped like car antennas, discount but mine allowed me to spray liquid acid from the hilt.

In the second, I was David Cassidy in a late ’70s Partridge Family movie special. It was gritty, like an After School Special shot on skid row.

Man, am I glad I don’t remember my dreams very often.

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