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Now, I'm not one to remember most of my dreams. Ask my friends. Ask my cousins. They remember their dreams. Not me.

But once in a while, I do remember the things I dream about whilst slumbering. Take last night, for example. I dreamt of a Degrassi episode, except that I didn't know who all the characters were. The main character, though, was this girl from Mirrormask, except that her name was Maxine.

The story revolved around the trial of Mike Tyson. The defense attorney - the good guy Maxine and company was helping out - was none other than Kermit the Frog. The prosecution was Kermit's mother, who (apparently) was a more malevolent version of Hexus from Fern Gully: The Last Rainforest.

I don't know where my mind got all that, but I'll have whatever it was having. I don't even watch Degrassi.

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