"Dad, I had a nightmare."
"Oh geez. I'm sorry, Brooks. Do you want to tell me about it or is it too scary?"
"I don't think I should tell you. It's pretty scary, and it's gross. But if you want me to, I will."
"Ok. I can handle it, Brooks."
"I dreamt that hampsters were running all over me and pooping."
Pretty scary.
Pretty gross.
Pretty funny.
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