After having a bizarre dream in which I went to Target, helped a woman find decor for her home, talked about world travel with a bunch of older people and tourists from overseas, and then got serenaded by two young men from Iceland who in their funny accents began to sing "Enter The Sandman" by Metallica to me at a close enough range to certainly be well within my personal space. When I casually joined them in singing a few lines in, they got crazily excited and began rocking out and forming a three-person mosh pit with me while we stood in the middle of the "Global Bazar" isle.
Perhaps it explains the headache I've had since I woke up. But I must admit.. the Icelandic boys were cute once you got past the Master of Puppets t-shirts and general "angsty teenager" look. =)
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Ahh, I remember my MoP days :D
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