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brady bunch on location, dead africans
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last night i dreamed i was walking toward a truck stop convenience store when i saw greg and mike brady from "the brady bunch" (real names escape me now) shooting a scene. "holy crap, look over there!" i said to my friend. sure enough, there they were. but who had time traveled, us or them? no idea. my friend and i paid for our gas and then took off, driving through a hilly area populated solely by dead africans wrapped in sheets. "uh," i said as i surveyed the carnage, "wasn't there a bad accident out here a while ago?" "i think so," my friend answered. why the bodies were simply covered over and not removed was a mystery.