I Had a Dream...
...that I was traveling somewhere with Anton Chigurh, and I was in charge of keeping him from killing Llewellyn Moss, who was traveling with us.
It was almost like a comedy. Llewellyn kept doing little things to piss Anton off, and Anton would start to kill him, and I'd either shoot him a withering glance or walk over and say "Anton?" in that scolding parent manner, and he'd glower at me and go back to sleep. It was like a Llewellyn and Anton version of The Odd Couple, except one was trying to murder the other with a cattle gun.
Damn you Javier Bardem, you're haunting my dreams!
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Damn you Javier Bardem, you're haunting my dreams!
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BTW, about that debate thing for this year, I am still in, and I think this year we can make it brilliant.