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I have gone through two double ply extra big toilet paper rolls and am currently working on my third.
Every time I get sick I have incredible dreams. 
Last night I dreamed about a woman who was trying to kill my mother, she resembled Salma Hayek.  We were hiding from her in her vast mansion and you could hear her voice through a master intercom.  She yelled at us in Spanish; "Es mio!  Nadie me lo puede quitar!"  When she neared the room we were in, I came out from behind the curtains wielding two lamps upon which I broke on her head.  The first one hit her shoulder and the second broke upon her head which resulted in the cord hanging from her neck so I pulled on both ends and got behind her.  I've never strangled anyone before and this was more or less new to me but years of exposure to television gave me a general idea.  The harder I tugged the less she struggled, until finally she collapsed, me on her back still pulling like the reins on a horse.  The struggle finally ended in front of a giant mirror where I looked at us both an realized the woman I killed was my mother.
Weird?