Mo' Money, Mo' Problems.

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I had a dream that I got voice mail messages from the dead.  I got one from Sherlock Holmes, Willie Mayes, and my Dad. 

Holmes reminded me to restock the morphine.
Mayes mentioned something about the big game.
Dad told me I was a disappointment.

I had another dream that I was smoking crack.  Which was - oddly relaxing - if not a little ghetto.  Collins don't smoke crack, we do cocaine like rich people are suppose to.

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