I dreamt that I finally sat down to watch some Sopranos. I haven't seen an episode in some time - a matter of years, really. In the dream episode, a cocaine smoking lawyer was attacked by a giant robot that did an endzone dance after spiking the poor addict's head into the lawn of a palatial estate.
In the dream, I then remarked that the show wasn't quite as I'd remembered it.
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