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Last night I dreamed I fell into the velociraptor paddock at the zoo. The velociraptors were circling, but then I saw their handler approach with tranquilizer darts. I thought for sure she was going to rescue me.

Turns out the zoo’s budget for raw meat was cut last quarter, and the velociraptor handlers have been subsidizing with clumsy tourists. The economy is a bitch.