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I had my first dream with a yahookan in it last night...
It has never happened, until now. Last night in my dreams, there was the inclusion of a yahookan.
Who was it? Puffman. I was at work at the depot and this black girl comes up to me and is asking me if I know where her daddy is, Puffman. I'm like I have no idea where he is, but he sounds kind of familiar. She's like, of course he's familiar. Oh wait there he is. And down the block comes this pristine black limousine that rolls up to the front of the building. I watch a big bouncer type guy open the door of the limousine and the daughter goes over to get inside, and I see puffman get out, a big, black, music mogul executive with black shades and black clothes. He hugs his daughter and they get in and he starts laughing jovially as the limousine pulls away. Yep. That was Puffman.
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