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I dreamed I was a faun in Ancient Greece. I was hanging out playing my pipes, and Artemis and Hermes showed up to chill to the tunes. Everything was all pastoral and shit. The gods laid down their weapons and the lion laid down with the lamb and all that jazz. Then Zeus showed up in his underwear, walking on lightning and throwing thunderbolts around and waving a big lightning sword and demanding ass from everyone even though half of us were animals and the other half were like his kids or siblings or something. I don’t usually swing that way, but he’s the King of the Gods so, you know, kind of persuasive. I expected Hera to show up and be jealous and turn me into a constellation or something, but no. Instead Zeus gave me a t-shirt that said “I Rode The Lightning And All I Got Was This Stupid T-Shirt.”

They better write some kind of legend about me.