Seems I've been reading a lot of posts about people's dreams lately. Here's me adding to the momentary zeitgeist...
It's a simple story, really. Apparently, everyone in the world of Juno fingered me as the real father of Ellen Page's baby. Having seen Juno, and having no recollection of said event, I spent most of the evening trying to convince everyone that they had the wrong guy. "Have you not seen the movie? It was the guy in the shorts!" I kept saying. Michael Cera was, as usual, mildly befuddled by the goings on. But he knew... oh yes, he knew...
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