so there was like this fat dragon with the head area thing being, like, the upper part of an obese chief with a bushy mustache, and it spoke like a stereotypical French person, you know?, it some how got its fat body off the ground and started to chase me until Jeanne D'Arc killed it.
so I mean my dreams became really metal sometimes, like, look at some of these parts and they're like really happy
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Randomso this is like a thing filled with my dreams and crud, so yeah if it makes no sense that's why also there will be some bad grammar so I'm sorry about that ^^"
