Dreamed I was at some kinda camp or something with Snoop Dogg. After smoking a fat blunt with ‘im, he concocted some scheme to borrow my wallet and call Indonesia or something by charging it all to my debit card, as a huge prank. I called the cops on him but reported him as, “Mr. Dogg” and the officer asked, “You mean Snoop?” and I answered “Yes.” The cop grew quite irritated and stated flatly that, “I met Snoop; he’s actually not as troublesome as you might expect.”
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