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I rarely remember my dreams, but the latest one from a few weeks ago
>mom tells me and my dad to do housework before leaving
>dad says fuck it, pulls out phone, says he texts my uncle
>crash on sofa watching Simpsons with him (which is weird because none of us really like the Simpsons but whatever)
>mom comes home furious
>angrily asks us why we didnt do the housework
>ask dad 'what now?'
>he pulls out oversized walkie-talkie
>'now, Jimmy!'
>bright light blinding me through the window
>still able to see the mushroom cloud in the distance
>'what the fuck, Gerald?!' my mom screams as we get hit by the nuclear blast wave with dad grinning
>wake up due to sun shining in my face
it really didn't make any sense, my uncle is a geography teacher, he doesnt know anything about nuclear weapons
