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I dream about farm animals often. Or maybe not at all. I dunno i never remember my dreams. Maybe I'm going on adventures with a chicken named Crestelia Cluck in an epic antihero showdown against the forces of hate. Spoiler alert: the biggest demons to face were the ones carried in our own hearts.


Anyway, yes hats.


Five hats.


Because my friend got them for me and I dig them.


No pony hats.


No brickfair hats.


Please direct your attention to the beginning of this post.

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