Only once have I been able to do that thing, and not very well. I was boxing a giant praying mantis. It was trying to kill me, and I was boxing it with boxing gloves. Anyway I could just kind of control how I fought. It didn't help. The dream ended with me in its mandibles, my organs just on the verge of bursting. Not a wonderful experience.
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Step right up and shoot pasties off the nipples of a ten-foot bull dyke! Win a cotton candy goat!
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