one time i had a dream that there was a rebellion at the mustard high school.
the students took over and locked up the professors. they didn't lock me up, but i couldn't leave either. they barricaded the facility. i was there as moutardier in residence.
that night they broke into the school's hidden cellars of mustard and consumed the vintage reserves.
ultimately, the rebellion was crushed using helicopters and catsup guns.
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