I had a strange dream that I was in this fancy restaurant. I saw this plate of delicious-looking panna cotta. I knew it wasn't mine but I took it and ate it anyway and told the guy who ordered it that I'd just pay for it. Then the guy was like a Colombian drug lord with his goons or something and that he saw it as an insult. Then, I got nervous and told him I had to use the rest room. Then I woke up because I needed to piss bad.
I'm sure there's a moral lesson somewhere about how stealing is bad.
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