I had a dream last night that I was on holidays and bought a painting on canvas, and Kevin picked me up and gave me a lift to a train station or something so I could go home. He put the painting on his roof-rack and dropped me off, but then drove off with the painting still on his car.
I was very stressed, since I was going to miss my train, but I wanted my painting back, so I went to his house (and along the way I stopped off and picked up a whole bunch of change off the floor of a bar )
When I got to Kev's house, he'd taken the painting off the canvas frame and cut a bunch off the image, then nailed it to the wall, completely ruining it.
Fuck you Kev, I really liked that painting
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