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Last night, I had a series of dreams...First, there I was, Mark Twain's little scamp, Tom Sawyer, white washing my aunt's fence, and then conniving all of the other kids to do it for me. Ahh, what fun I had! But if that wasn't enough, later on in the sequence, I furtively crept into the house to find my poor old Aunt Polly weeping over my supposed drowning, and later, was present at my own funeral. People were saying the most amazing things about me!Then I rolled over, and the dream melted into...Dallas! It's the spring of 1986, and to the amazement of all the loyal fans of the show, I was the shocker for the season opener. I was Bobby Ewing, and happily greeted my wife, Pam, as she opened the shower to find me alive and well and sudsing myself up. (Only, truth be told, it really wasn't Pam who opened the shower door;it was Cher, and she was holding a jar of Miracle Whip---hey! it's my dream!)Anyway, I rolled over again, and the dream melted...It was my last day of Foolishness posting under the TMF moniker, when the winds of change blew in yet again. Just as my party was in full swing, an offer to extend my contract with TMF appeared. All I could think of was what kind of reaction this would have when people found out. Yikes! After all the kind words, would people feel cheated? Would they want to take back all the nice things they've said? Oooh! I woke up in such a sweat!And so ends my dream. What a night!Oh, I forgot...I promised a party favor.Here goes...One of the dream sequences came true.Party on, Dudes!Tony...but I still am...TMF2Aruba
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