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The Daily Mess Johnny Depp
I had a dream last night. Johnny Depp moved into my neighborhood. Nobody recognized him as Johnny Depp except me. He mowed his lawn. He raised chickens in the backyard. And he drove an ugly Chevy Nova with three bad tires. But here's where the dream got real. While visiting Johnny's new house I took note of the guitars in his living room. They were mine! Johnny Depp had somehow stolen my guitars. When was he in my house and why?