Well strictly speaking that should be I had a dream... or even dream(s). Recently I dreamt I was a contestant on 'Dancing on Ice' and throughout the live show was unable to keep my ice-skates on my feet. To some this may seem comical but instead I awoke full of mind-numbing fear. Perhaps I should have informed you that, apparently, I have a phobia of dancing in public and what is quite possibly more disturbing is that this dream was one of many. Previous dreams have included my appearance on 'Strictly Come Dancing' and perhaps most spectacularly Guildenstern and myself performing the routine from the music video for OK Go's 'Here It Goes Again' on 'Let's Dance For Comic Relief'. I have a feeling a fear such as this may make the forth coming freshers events, for a virtual teetotaler such as myself, into a representation of 'The Battle of Jericho' in which I will have to put my complete faith into those who have done their up most to convince me that I will have fun. So "Go blow those rave whistles, Rosencrantz cries / 'Cause the battle is in my hands."
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