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I'm not a violent person, but...

Tuesday, December 19 2006

...I was in an argument and right at the climax I was trying to punch a guy in the face. The only problem was that everything I did seemed to be in action replay or very weak. The more I tried, the worse at it I became.

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Lost on holiday and fighting

Friday, May 5 2006

I had a dream in which I was far away from home but without Sophie. I had gone for a walk in the evening with someone and had got lost. We came to a coastline that looked amazing, but I was more concerned that it was getting too dark to make our way back and that the guy was holding my hand. After trying to use my mobile phone to phone Sophie (it looked hard to use so I couldn't call her), I punched a kid in the face and he refused to hit me back as he said 'you dressed up an insult so m

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Punching a guy in the face on a bus

Sunday, April 10 2005

IĆ¢??m on a bus, and as we drive along, men decide to smash the back windows and break in through the front entrance. I don't run though I have deja vu as to what will happen. I push the exit button on middle door to get off and my way is blocked, so I punch the guy in the face. Uh oh - bad move!

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Chocolate on the shelves

Saturday, October 11 2003

I was in a supermarket, looking at chocolate bars on shelves. I saw Mars Bars and After Eight Mints and picked up the former whilst thinking about the latter. Two wrestlers were facing each other for a grudge match. However it didn't last long for one walked right up to the other and punched him smack on the nose, knocking him out. Audience all surprised.

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Playing games

Saturday, May 10 2003

The lads at work are hiding all my things. My radio is hidden and when I find it I cannot quite seem to be able to tune it into my favourite radio station. After fiddling about with the buttons I realise that I am on the wrong frequency. The guy who hid my radio (K.C.) - I replay over and over what it would be like to put my fist right into his face. The wife of one of the guys offers me a pineapple drink in a can, then tells me that she is starving.

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